They wanted my son.
To control him.
To disappear him.
Claire’s voice turned sharp.
“This is getting out of control.”
She stepped closer again.
“Maybe we should’ve made sure she never woke up.”
Something cold entered the room.
Metal.
“Enough,” she said.
“Put it down,” Ms. Parker warned.
Then Ethan spoke.
“Aunt Claire… you said that before.”
Silence shattered.
“What?” Ryan demanded.
“I heard you,” Ethan said. “You said Mom wouldn’t sign. And Aunt Claire said one curve would fix everything.”
Claire cursed.
“Be quiet.”
But Ethan didn’t stop.
“You said you’d tell everyone she was tired… then take me away.”
Ryan stepped toward him.
“Come here.”
