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Chapter 3

The moan was one of pure ecstasy, and it only grew louder as I approached.

The voice sounded familiar… I knew that voice anywhere.

Fueled with rage, I pushed open the door.

I caught Mom lying in bed.

The back of her blouse was pushed up, exposing a patch of skin.

Bryan sat on the edge of the bed, his hand still on Mom’s back.

Mom turned over and sat up.

Her forehead was damp with sweat, and her cheeks flushed. She seemed flustered about seeing me.

“What were you up to?!” I clenched my fists and shouted.

Bryan gave me the same innocent look as if he had nothing wrong.

“I was giving Mrs. Bee a massage, Carys.”

The excuse was ridiculous, with the massage extending to the bed. They would have probably taken things further if I hadn’t interrupted them.

Bryan was 22 while Mom was pushing fifty.

It was mind-boggling.

Mom hurried over and grabbed my hand. “It’s not what you think, Carys. Bryan was giving me a massage.”

She pulled out her phone to show me the result
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