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Chapter 8 ( Will's POV)

I hate family dinners.

You might wonder why.

Let me explain.

My mother was not my mother.

Ok, that just sounded wrong.

I will rephrase that.

The woman I called mother, actually wasn't my mother.

Shocking right?

Well, I will elaborate before we turn our attention back to the family dinner that is happening in the present.

Years ago my mother and brother were in a car accident and supposedly they both died. Looking at what was left of the car there was no chance they could survive.

But what was weird though, there was no blood either in the car or around it.

So I think you can understand why I was so skeptical about everything the cops told me and my father and at that time.

There was another weird thing.

It was only a few weeks after we buried 2 empty caskets because we never found any remains of mother or Devin- that was my brother's name.

And suddenly there was a woman at our door. She was covered in dirt and blood, which wasn't hers, but she couldn't - or rat