Chapter 127
A Mother’s pain.
Sarah’s POV:
This is a good opportunity that I will not let slip through my hands. I thought quietly.
I need to be fast about it to get to see my daughter, I raced through my mind searching for what to tell detective to seal our deal, when I thought of this.
I walked into the detective’s office, my heart racing with excitement
“Detective James, I have got something big,” I said, trying to contain my enthusiasm.
He looked up from his desk, a hint of skepticism in his eyes.
“What are you talking about, Sarah?” He asked me.
I smiled, trying to keep my secrets close.
“I cannot reveal too much just yet, but trust me, it’s huge. I’ve been following a lead, and I think I’m onto something that could blow this case wide open.” I told him.
He raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing.
“You are not going to give me any hints, are you?” He asked.
I shook my head, my smile growing wider.
“Not yet, but soon. Just keep an eye on Chris’s phone records.” I told him.
” That’s all I can say for now.” I added.
“Chris?” He asked and raised his brow.
“Yes! But I think you would want to find that out by yourself!” I said.
Detective James sighed, rubbing his temples.
“You are enjoying this, aren’t you? Keeping me in the dark, I mean.” He asked me.
My smile faltered for a moment, and I looked serious.
“I’m enjoying the thrill of the chase, yes. But I’m also scared, Detective.” I told him.
“What if Megan sends people to get me killed too!’ I thought of it immediately.
Detective James’s eyes widened in surprise.
That is not the issue here!” He said all of a sudden.
“You think Chris was involved in Kayla’s death? That is a serious accusation, Sarah.” He told me.
I nodded, my mind racing with the possibilities.
“I know it sounds crazy but hear me out. Chris and Megan were getting close, and Kayla was getting in the way.” I told him as he looks with curiosity and surprise.
“Chris had motive, means, and opportunity.” I continued.
” And now, he is trying to cover his tracks by playing the hero.” I didn’t know what I was saying but I needed to just say something.
Detective James’s expression turned skeptical.
“That’s a pretty big leap, Sarah. Do you have any evidence to back up your claims?” He asked me.
I hesitated, knowing I was grasping at straws.
“Not yet, but I’m working on it. I just need you to keep an open mind and consider the possibility.” I explained.
Detective James sighed, rubbing his temples.
“Alright, Sarah. I will look into it. But you need to be careful.” He said.
Detective James’s eyes softened slightly.
But looking at the detective eyes, it felt like he was not convinced with what I was saying.
“Sarah, if Kayla told you she loved Chris, that could change things. Maybe Chris wasn’t involved in her death after all.” He asked out of nowhere.
“What do I do now?” I thought.
I shook my head and busted into tears.
“No, Detective.” I said in tears.
“From the news, I got… Kayla was scared of Chris.” I said.
Detective James’s expression turned grim.
“I see.” He said with his brow raised. not
“But that is not enough.” He said.
I took a deep breath, trying to rack my brain on what to say.
“She said Chris had a dark past, and she was afraid of what he might be capable of. And… and she said she had proof of something, but she didn’t have time to tell me what it was.” I went on.
“Now, this is absurd!” He said as he hit his hands in the table.
“Proof of what exactly?” He said almost yelling.
It felt like he was losing it.
“You know what?” He asked me.
“You can leave!” He said as I got out of the office.
I’m trapped in a web of my own making. I’ve lied and manipulated to survive, but now I’m running out of options.” I thought as I walked out of the office.
Detective James is closing in on me, and I know I can’t keep up this charade much longer. But what choice do I have?
I think back to that fateful night, the night that changed everything. I was so desperate to make money and start anew.
I thought I had found a way out, a way to leave my past behind and start fresh. But my choices led me down a dangerous path, one that I can’t seem to escape.
But I also remember the lies, the deceit, the manipulation. I remember the way I twisted the truth, the way I used people to get what I wanted. I remember the way I convinced myself that it was all worth it, that the ends justified the means.
But now, as I sit in this room, facing a detective who sees right through me, I realize that it was all a lie.
I am not the person I thought I was. I am not the victim, the survivor, the strong one. I’m just a scared, desperate, lonely girl, trapped in a web of my own making.
I look at Detective James, his eyes piercing through me like a knife. He thinks I’m a monster, a criminal. And maybe he’s right. Maybe I am.
But I’m also scared, desperate, and alone. I’m trapped in this prison of my own making, and I don’t know how to escape.
But lily, sweet Lily.” I thought.
She is so trusting, so innocent. She thinks I’m her friend, her confidante. But I’ll use her, I will manipulate her, I will do whatever it takes to get out of this place.
I will make her believe whatever I want her to believe, I’ll make her do whatever I want her to do. She’s my ticket to freedom, my key to unlocking the door to my new life.
I know it is wrong, I know it is cruel. But I don’t care. I will do whatever it takes to survive, to thrive.
I will use Lily, and then I’ll discard her, like a used pawn in my game of survival.
I’m the queen, and she’s just a pawn. And pawns are meant to be sacrificed.
I am sorry she would be experiencing this, but what gas to be done needs to be done and done with speed.
I guess when we are through with this, she will not be trusting too easily.