Anne arrived at her childhood home, but the moment she stepped inside, an unsettling feeling crept over her. Something was not right.
Patricia greeted her with an overly bright smile, making Anne's stomach tighten with unease.
This wasn't normal. What was she up to?
Anne's skepticism grew.
"You've finally come home after so long," Patricia said enthusiastically, pulling her into the living room and seating her on the sofa. "Ever since your father was hospitalized, you've barely visited. This is your home—you should come more often."
Home?
Anne sneered inwardly. It had once been her home—when her father was still around. But the moment he had his accident and fell into a coma, this place had become nothing short of a nightmare.
Patricia's relentless assault and Lorie's constant scheming had driven her away. If they hadn't treated her so harshly, she wouldn't have been forced to rely on others, nor would she have ended up depending entirely on Denis.
