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She planted her feet in front of the bush and sed Reaching out, she touched a tree from the screen of her phone the day in the café with Kaden flashed in her head “Belladonna,” she whispered

A flash of another memory hit her, she heard Kaden’s father’s voice “I didn’t say we found the person who drowned hiht was older, not ed like first reported”

The ih her , “He was poisoned with some sort of plant Belladonna”

Belladonna

The words echoed in her head while she recalled Lawson’s daughter, the cats curling around her feet “You know, I always thought that phone call ht he died had to do hy he was in Newberry in the first place”

Then, her Morandfather “I found out he drove out of town, to Newberry”

Abigail ripped her hand away froht burn a hole in her flesh She stumbled backward as bile rose to the back of her throat

No, no, no

She closed her eyes and shook her head like a toddler throwing a tantrum She didn’t want to believe it But she had to The truth was right in front of her Her grandfather had lied to her

A stabbing pain pierced her skull She raised her hands, squeezing her head like she could crack it open and re inside

Her sto into the ehts to surface Her grandfather killed Lawson He was the ht, where hehe ate He wasn’t sorry He wasn’t asha, and he was still one now

He’s every bit the monster he claimed not to be

Sweat beaded her brow as her stoe

“Abigail?”

Abby started at the sound of her nalanced across the yard toward the sound of Kaden’s voice which shot through her heart like an arrow, reverberating in her chest