Chapter 120
Xavier
I sat at the breakfast table, my gaze fixed on my plate, my mind still haunted by the events of that fateful night. The silence around me was deafening, each passing moment only serving to amplify the weight of our shared secret.
As if on cue, Uncle Lucas broke the silence, his voice cutting through the tension. "Has anyone seen Anne? I haven't seen her around for a while," he inquired, his concern evident in his tone. My spoon froze in mid-air, the mention of Anne's name sending a shiver down my spine. The memory of her lifeless body, covered in blood, resurfaced in my mind, threatening to overwhelm me.
Mom, sensing my distress, placed a reassuring hand on mine, her touch providing a semblance of comfort. With a composed expression, she responded to Uncle Lucas's in
