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chapter one hundred and sixteen

Caroline's POV

I spent the entire day trying to remember all the details of that night. At first, I was certain of everything that had happened, but now I was a little confused. I know I would never do anything to harm my son, but I hadn't been taking the anxiety medication prescribed by the doctor anymore. I had never forgotten things before; in no anxiety crisis had I forgotten what had happened. I wouldn't forget to ask for a snake.

Why on earth would I want a snake? The way Ethan spoke to me, it seemed like I had really done that to my son. I decided to stop thinking. I know exactly what happened that night; I'm not crazy. I grabbed the car keys and decided to go to the hospital; I think some babysitter stayed with Charles; I feel bad about it. I'm his mother.

"Are you going somewhere, dear?" Ethan's voice stops me as I'm about to open the door. I didn't turn to him.

"Caroline, shouldn't you be in bed? You need rest," he insisted.

I remained standing, holding the doorknob, with my
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