Chapter 80: Beatrice's Breakdown
Vanesa left the living room, clutching her phone tightly as if it were her shield.
She had been quietly reading an article about Callian Reed, smiling to herself, when Beatrice had passed by earlier, too preoccupied to notice.
Now, she didn't know why her mother had suddenly decided to zero in on her.
She could hear the sharp click of Beatrice's heels behind her.
"Vanesa!" Beatrice's voice hit through the air like a whip.
Vanesa paused but didn't turn around.
"Don't walk away from me!" Beatrice hissed in a shaking voice.
Before Vanesa could react, Beatrice grabbed her arm roughly and dragged her toward the garage.
"Mom, what are you doing?!" Vanesa protested, trying to wriggle free.
Beatrice didn't answer; her grip tightened as she marched forward.
The door to the garage creaked open, and the cold, barely bright space enveloped them.
