Chapter 12 - The Son Who Was ManipulatedEthan looked through the documents.
Every page revealed another secret.
His mother had monitored his life.
His health.
His friendships.
His decisions.
Everything.
“This is impossible.”
Victoria looked away.
“I was protecting you.”
Ethan laughed.
But there was no happiness in it.
“You tracked me.”
“You controlled my choices.”
“You secretly collected my information.”
“That is not protection.”
“That is surveillance.”
Victoria’s face hardened.
“You were young.”
“I knew what was best.”
Ethan stared.
“There it is.”
“What?”
“The same excuse.”
“You always believed you were the only person who knew what was right.”
Clara looked at the documents.
Then whispered.
“She did the same to me.”
Ethan looked at her.
Victoria immediately replied.
“No.”
Clara shook her head.
“Yes.”
“You made me believe I was broken.”
“You made me question my own memories.”
“You convinced everyone that I was unstable.”
Her voice trembled.
“But I was only trying to tell the truth.”
The cabin became silent.
Ethan felt something inside him break.
Because the worst part was not discovering his mother’s crimes.
The worst part was realizing how long he had ignored the signs.
How many times Clara had asked for help.
How many times he had chosen to believe the easier explanation.
He looked at his sister.
“I’m sorry.”
Clara looked at him.
This time.
She believed him.
But forgiveness would take time.
A lifetime of pain could not disappear in a single apology.
Suddenly.
A loud impact shook the train.
Everyone grabbed something to hold on.
The train moved violently.
Marcus looked alarmed.
“That was not supposed to happen.”
Charles looked toward him.
“What did you do?”
Marcus said nothing.
Victoria immediately understood.
“You changed the route.”
Marcus looked away.
The silence confirmed it.
Ethan realized.
They were not just trapped.
They were heading somewhere.
Somewhere planned.
Somewhere hidden.
The train was moving.
But nobody knew where it would stop.
And whoever controlled the destination.
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Controlled their fate.
TO BE CONTINUED…
