Chapter 92: Home on Fire

Billy's words hung heavy in the air, the tension palpable as his mother stared at him with a mixture of disbelief and hurt. "You don't regret anything?" she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. Billy swayed on his feet, his drunken grin faltering for a moment as he met his mother's gaze. "Well, maybe there's one thing," he admitted, his words slurred but filled with a hint of sincerity. His mother's eyes widened in surprise, a glimmer of hope flickering in her heart. "What is it, Billy? "What do you regret?" Billy took a deep breath, his gaze turning solemn as he struggled to find the right words. "I regret... I regret letting you control my life," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. His mother's brow furrowed in confusion, her mind racing to make sense of his words. "What do you mean by letting me control your life?" She asked, her voice tinged with apprehension. Billy's laughter rang hollow in the silence that followed. His ey