325 BROKEN MIRRORS

Fay stopped at the front door, staring at it and wondering if she should enter. The thought of sleeping under the same room as her parents made her shudder. She shook her head and braced herself. “You can't act suspicious, Fay. You can't let them know that you know what they've done,” she nodded with a fake smile on her face. Turning the door knob and pushing open the door, she entered her home with a heavy heart, her mind still reeling from the shocking revelations she had shared with Henry and Cecilia. As she made her way through the living room, she kept her eyes staring hoping to avoid any confrontation with her parents, but luck was not on her side. Her mother, sitting on the pristine couch with an air of calmness, looked up at Fay's entrance. "Well, look who has decided to finally grace us with her presence. Where have you been?" Calm down, Fay. You can't afford to get angry right now. Don't forget that you're there to help your sister. Fay clenched her jaw, trying to