Seventy Four

Later that evening, Blair paced her apartment, her mind swirling. She couldn't help hearing Mr Clinton’s voice, the things he had said about her and her sister, and couldn’t help watching the video over and over again.

She couldn’t believe her mother, Lenora, for everything she may have done over the years… Blair couldn't believe her mom could do something so horrible.

Blair couldn’t let herself become a partaker in this crime. She refused to let herself be anything like the woman her mother had been in Blair’s memories, and certainly not the real Lenora Mr Clinton knew so well.

Blair’s fingers shook as she sent an anonymous tip to the police, attaching the video file. Her heart ached as she did so, but she knew it was the right thing to do. She wasn’t just doing the right thing, she was taking hold of herself, taking control of her life for the first time.

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The next morning, Blair went straight to her mother’s agency.

She walked into the office without knocking as she alway