Lana remained in Liam's embrace, her head resting lightly against his chest as she spoke in a quiet, weary voice.
"I reported her."
Liam's eyes narrowed slightly.
Lana's fingers curled slightly against his shirt as she continued, her voice trembling.
"After my sister died, I went to the police. I told them what happened. I told them that my mother was the reason my sister ran."
She took a deep, shaky breath.
"And she was arrested. She spent some time in prison."
Liam felt a sense of satisfaction at those words.
Good.
That evil bitch deserved so much worse.
But then, Lana let out a hollow laugh, one that held no real emotion—just bitterness.
"But then… they checked the security footage."
Liam's body stiffened.
Lana looked up at him, her green eyes filled with pain.
"The footage only showed my sister running away from me."
Liam's breath hitched.
Lana shook her head.
