Chapter 71

Becky's POV

My mom remained silent while staring at me. She had been coughing for about 2 minutes. I still had my arms folded, and then my back rested on my seat

"What do you mean honey?" She questioned.

"You heard me right mom. Did dad ever hate Sarah?" I questioned again.

She dropped her glass of juice on the table and cleared her throat.

"Darling." She started, but I was no longer interested in all the sweet names I was hearing.

I rolled my eyes, waiting impatiently for her to speak up.

"You saw it didn't you? Your dad hates Sarah down to her bones, and was all to protect you."

I knew she was lying, I could feel it, I could smell it. Something was definitely suspicious, and I really wanted to know what it was, but then it was clear to me that I would get absolutely nothing of the truth by asking her.

"Alright. I believe you mom." I replied.

I was more focused on the expression on her face when I uttered that. She had this calm look, but deep down I knew she wasn't so calm over the