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Nora sat up straighter, slowly blinking her eyes as she finally took in her surroundings. How much time had passed since she had first come up here? Time was irrelevant, but she couldn’t help but wonder. “I’ll- I’ll talk to him,” she said more to herself than to the girl sitting next to her. “I’ll have to talk to him,” she murmured again, her eyes growing distant.

Who would have ever thought that Nora Montgomery, the woman who had done anything it took to save her marriage, save her family, would be in a situation such as this one. Her wedding ring was gone, she had told her son to keep away from Charles, and it seemed that her family had practically dissolved into nothingness. She shook her head, coming back to the moment at hand. “I wouldn’t have ever been able to believe he could take a life,” she whispered, as though by speaking too loudly she might fall apart once more.

Alice nodded, agreeing that Nora should talk to her husband. She wasn’t sure what to say, knowing there was nothing she could say that would easily fix things. It was difficult, seeing someone you care about so terribly upset and knowing there was nothing you could do, especially when it was all you wanted to do.

She barely heard Nora’s whisper but she did, and completely understood. Charles just seemed so nice, even though she hardly knew him. It was frightening that someone so well trusted could snap what seemed like instantaneously. If he could kill someone, how many other people in this house could with a little influence from the house. “I don’t think anyone thought he was capable of it…”