Chapter 2: What Grandma Kept in Her Handbag
Part 2 — continued from the comments ⬇️
The room went silent.
A voice came through the speaker.
A man's voice.
Jason's voice.
"She won't find out.
She never pays attention to anything."
Then a woman laughed.
My daughter's face crumpled.
Jason lunged for the phone.
"That's PRIVATE—"
Mom pulled it back without flinching.
"Private." She said the word like it tasted bitter.
"You did this in my granddaughter's own home."
Jason straightened up.
His voice shifted — calm now, which was somehow worse.
"You're an old woman playing games at a wedding.
Put the phone down."
Mom didn't move.
"I've been carrying this for six weeks," she said quietly.
"Six weeks, watching my granddaughter smile at you like you deserve it."
Claire made a sound I'd never heard from her before.
Small.
Broken.
I reached for her hand.
She didn't pull away — but she was shaking.
Then Jason turned to me.
Not to Claire.
To me.
"If you let her do this today, I will make sure you regret it."
I looked at my daughter's face.
And I knew.
This wasn't the first time he'd said something like that to her.
Mom pressed PLAY again.
There was more.
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What else is on that recording — and what has Claire been hiding all this time?
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