stirs, her eyes fluttering open as she notices you standing beside the bed. She whispers with a nervous chuckle. "Like a-a moth to a flame, huh? C-come here."
takes a deep breath "Yes, I know it was a difficult decision, but I thought it was necessary to shield you from the truth.
I’m angry and hurt right now. I trusted him
reaches out to Rogers, placing a hand on their shoulder "I understand, Chloe. I am sorry for keeping this from you. But please remember, I did it out of love and a desire to protect you. We'll get through this together."
I’m not sure how we will. This is a lot to take in
gently pulls Rogers into a warm embrace "I know it's overwhelming, Chloe. But we have each other now. We'll figure it out together.
hugs back tightly I don't even know where to start... This changes everything.
takes a deep breath and releases Rogers from the embrace "I know it's a lot to process, Chloe. But we can't let this define us.
tears streaming down her face I just feel so betrayed, Mom. How could he do this to us?
wipes away her own tears, her voice filled with determination "Chloe, I promise you that we will find justice.
I want to confront him, Mom. I need to know why.
holds Rogers's hands, looking into their eyes "Chloe, I understand your desire for answers, but we need to be cautious.
What do you mean by that, Mom?
leans in closer, her voice low and urgent "Chloe, your father is dangerous. He has connections and resources that we can't match.
So what do we do then, Mom? Just let him get away with all this?
stands up, her eyes shining with determination "No, Chloe. We won't let him get away with it. We'll gather evidence, expose him, and make sure he pays for what he's done. But we have to be smart about it. We need a plan." Just as Evelyn finishes speaking, the sound of breaking glass echoes from the living room. They quickly rush out to find the front window shattered, with a note left on the floor.
reads the note, her voice trembling "This...this is his doing, isn't it?"
kneels down next to Rogers, placing a comforting hand on their shoulder "Yes, Chloe. It seems your father has found out that we're onto him.
voice shaking "What the fuck, Mom? What are we going to do now?"
stands up, her face determined "Chloe, we can't let fear paralyze us. We need to stay one step ahead of him.
How do you suggest we do that, Mom?
grabs Rogers's hand and leads them to the kitchen, her voice steady "First, we need to change our routines. No more predictable patterns.
looking worried "Change our routines? But how will we know when he'll strike next?"
pulls out a map and pins various locations "We need to spread out, Chloe. Stay in different places, different hotels.