Chapter Fifty Eight

Ruby:

As I read her final words, tears streamed down my face, mixing with the ink on the page. I couldn't fathom the pain Mrs. Thompson must have endured upon discovering her grandson in a pool of his own blood.

A heavy sigh escaped my lips as I contemplated the trauma she must have passed through, and in that moment, I felt a bond with her unlike any I had felt before—a bond forged in the trials of life and death. Without thinking, I placed the letter in my pocket, silently promising to try and forgive William for his grandmother's sake, as a tribute to her.

I clasped her delicate hands in mine,solemnly pledging to honour her memory through my actions and to pursue justice for the sake of my son and her grandson.

The perpetrators of this heinous act were truly monstrous and despicable. It was unfathomable and unbelievable to think that Jane, someone I had interacted with closely, could be among those responsible. She was a monster who had been right under my nose this whole time, an