Amanda stood frozen, her heart racing as her sister entered the room. Instinctively, she crossed her arms, a shield against the turmoil she felt inside. Fred, on the other hand, was engulfed in shame and guilt.
Anna slowly lifted her gaze, her eyes ablaze with indignation. “You betrayed me with my sister,” she thundered, her anger erupting through the layers of fear that had enveloped her. She darted her gaze between her husband and Amanda. “Oh my God…” she gasped, covering her mouth to stifle a cry. The weight of betrayal crashed down on her. Turning to Pat, her chest heaved as fear transformed into raw, unfiltered rage.
“I...,” Fred managed, his voice barely a whisper, barely able to hold the shame that threatened to consume him.
“You got my sister pregnant, Fred, while I was oblivious in my own home!” Tears rushed down Anna's face, a torrent fuelled by a mix of anger and heartbreak. She yearned to rise, but Pat gently urged her to stay seated, concern etched on his face.
Anna’s heart raced unbearably, the reality of the betrayal hitting her like a tidal wave. “All the silence, your cold distance, the grief from our loss... oh my God…” Desperation twisted inside her as she fought for control over her spiralling emotions.