Margaret looked around the room that had fallen into deafening silence, and she looked around the room, making sure to avoid the men's eyes.
What was she going to do? Was she going to deny it? Or was she going to stand up to her mistake? Margaret knew whatever she was going to determine if she was going to leave the place alive.
"Yes, Pearl, my daughter, the young lady you killed…that is my daughter!" The man bellowed and Margaret shook with fear.
"I… I don't know what you are talking about," Margaret says, but Grey's thundering voice shuts her up.
"That day, tell me what happened that day!" The old man yelled and Margaret got scared hearing the man's loud voice.
She was too scared to even think straight and for someone, who always does whatever she likes, she was too spoiled by her father and that was the reason she was able to get away with what she did at that time.
