Chapter 2: The Truth Beneath the Blanket
Chapter 2: The Truth Beneath the Blanket
The blanket slipped to the floor.
Jake's breath caught in his throat.
Megan's legs were covered in dark purple bruises.
One ankle was badly swollen.
A deep, yellowing bruise wrapped around her calf, while fresh finger-shaped marks stained her thighs.
These weren't the changes of pregnancy.
These were injuries.
He stared in horror.
"Megan..."
His voice broke.
"Who did this?"
She closed her eyes.
She didn't answer.
Jake slowly turned toward his mother.
Helen's face had gone pale—but only for a moment.
Then she forced a shrug.
"She's clumsy."
"Pregnant women fall."
Jake looked back at the bruises.
Finger marks.
Perfectly spaced.
No fall could have caused them.
"Megan."
He knelt beside the bed.
"Please."
She whispered through tears.
May you like
"I didn't want you to lose your family."
Jake felt his stomach drop.
