Chapter 8. The Evidence I Needed

Summer’s POV

I arrived at Felix’s room to find the door half-open and the room in chaos.

Moore—Suzanna’s son—was stomping gleefully on something, looking proud of himself.

Felix, still in his pajamas, was sitting on the floor, pale and visibly panicked, his eyes filled with fear and humiliation.

One hand was covering his face. The other was reaching out, trying desperately to grab the prosthetic eye Moore was stepping on—but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t reach it.

“Don’t step on it! That’s my eye!”

His voice shook as tears streamed down his cheeks, his throat hoarse from crying.

“Mama… he’s stomping on my eye…”

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