Chapter 51 : Trying to Deflect

*Dylan*

I stare at the front door to my house from where I’m sitting in my car in the driveway. The lights are on in the living room and I can see Sylvia’s silhouette as she walks past the closed curtains. I have no doubt she knows I’m out here because she would’ve heard my car pull in moments ago. I’m sure she’s wondering what the hell I’m doing, but I can’t seem to unbuckle my seat belt and get out.

After I sent that text message to Dove after she called in sick to work, it was like a flip had been switched inside my mind and I could now see my surroundings in color and not the dark shades clouding my vision. I don’t know why it happened, but it did, and now I can’t stop thinking about those damn photos of the night she was assaulted.

When Sylvia showed me those photos, I let my hatred for Dove and the way she betrayed me drive me to show them to my uncle in an attempt to blackmail her. I hadn’t stopped to consider how Sylvia got her hands on them or how she knew about the