Abigail's breathing caught in her throat, her hand flying to her mouth. It dawned on her why he was so furious. He had been suppressing his anger and frustration with Britney's reality all these days in his heart, and now it was bursting out.
Abigail felt sorry, as she felt guilty for not telling him sooner. Things would not have gotten this bad if she had summoned the courage to talk to him. He wouldn't have suspected her.
Christopher turned around, restless. He was furious with her and wasn't done grilling her. But he still couldn't see tears in her eyes. It made him weak and restless.
"You kept things from me," he continued, his voice deep and low. "You never told me about your parents, and you kept your sister's sin hidden from me. Despite knowing that I was trying to resolve Alison's murder mystery, you were silent."
"This is not true. Let me explain…"
