Chapter 11: Broken

Eden’s POV

Nancy leads the way and I follow, my feet shuffling swiftly and pounding against the floor. I follow her towards the living room where it seems something serious is going on. I can hear loud noises. We reach the doorway and stand there, peering into the room.

I gasp so loud when my eyes meet the scene. “Sir Oliver!”

Nancy is quick to hush me. “Shush! Just stay quiet and watch.”

My mouth drops open the more I stare. There is Mr Calloway, pointing a gun at his own son, his face red and wrinkled with rage. He’s being held back by his wife whose sharp voice is echoing in the room.

What the heck is this?

“I’ll kill you!” he screams on top of his lungs, charging like a bull. “I won’t put up with any more of your disgrace! I’m going to kill you!”

Mrs Calloway is pulling him back and struggling to make him put down the gun. “Christopher, please! Let go of the gun! What will you gain by killing him? You’ll only make matters worse!”

“I’ll be doing the whole world a huge favou