“It’s because she was trying to save you that Sienny ended up in danger! How many lives do you think you have to trade for her peace of mind?”
Elena was stunned by the slap, unable to react. When Esther raised her hand for a second strike, Ethan arrived just in time to stop her.
“Ellie is a victim too! How can you treat a child who’s just been through such a scare like this?” Ethan said firmly.
“Child? Ethan, take a good look. Do you really think she’s the kind of well-behaved child you imagine? What kind of ‘good child’ would harbor such filthy thoughts toward someone twelve years her senior?”
Boom!
Elena’s mind went blank, as if it had exploded. Each word from Esther was like a sharp slap to her face, cutting deeper and deeper.
Ethan drove the dazed Elena home in silence. When they arrived, she remained motionless, lost in her thoughts.
He gently took her hand, startled by how cold her palm felt.
“Ellie, we’re home. Don’t be afraid—I’m here,” he said softly.
Her tears, held back for so long, finally broke free, spilling down her cheeks uncontrollably.
“Ethan, is liking someone really so filthy?” she asked, her voice trembling.