Hope POV
LARISSA shook her head. She doesn't look convinced. I know she's sick but there's something about her this time. When I spoke with her in this house a few nights ago, she was not like this. The woman in front of me now is completely different. She seemed like she was not in her sound mind. Even the glint in her eye tells me so.
"You should have left when I told you to leave."
"I told you. I am leaving now and I will never come back." I had a glimpse of what she was holding at her back. It was a kitchen knife. I can defend myself if she tries to hurt me but I don't want her to hurt herself in the process. She is still Luc's mother and right now -- she need help. A mental care kind of help.
She shook her head a few times with a wicked smile on her face. "I gave you a chance to r
