"Krystal, you and your mother are truly alike. Mischa said your mother didn't suspect a thing, she signed without hesitation when asked, not even questioning it. You're both equally foolish." His words struck like a bolt from the blue.
My mother had always trusted Sean completely. Now, that trust had been twisted into sheer foolishness in his eyes.
I lunged at him in rage, clawing at that despicable face. But Sean easily restrained me, he heartlessly gripping my hair.
I gritted my teeth in pain, struggling to pry his hand off. Just then, Mischa stepped out of the room.
She raised an eyebrow and let out a sneer, "Oh, did she find out? I wasn't done having fun yet."
She pressed her body against Sean, coquettishly tugging on his arm and said, "Honey, kick her out. We didn't get to finish last night, let's continue."
"Alright, baby, whatever you want," Sean replied, leaning in to plant a kiss on her cheek. With a final tug on my hair, he kicked me out the door.
With nowhere else to go, I returned to my own family home. My mom has a heart condition, so I couldn't bring myself to tell her that everything she owned had been given to Mischa without compensation.