Chapter 295

Megan turned the corner, her clenched hands trembling uncontrollably. Her steps never faltered. She kept walking until she finally reached the restroom. She turned on the faucet, pressed two pumps of soap onto her palm, and began to wash the blood off her hands. She was the only one there. So, the only sound in there was the steady rush of running water. Megan scrubbed every one of her fingers meticulously, one at a time, until every trace of red was gone. When she was done, she turned off the faucet. In the next moment, one tear dropped, landing on the back of her hand. Then, her tears fell one after another unceasingly. Megan lifted her head and looked at herself in the mirror. Her lips were pressed tight, and she still wore that same unyielding expression. However, her eyes were completely red. She had had a happy life as a child. But after William's death, everything changed. The Stafford family fell apart. Olivia drifted from place to place with Megan until she remarried E