Chapter 381

• Philip Anderson’s face was twisted with shame, though his drunken haze made his outrage clumsy. He shoved the sheets aside, trying to stand, but his legs betrayed him, and he fell back onto the mattress.
• Aron stood like stone, unreadable. He looked at his father and then at his wife and decided to shut his mouth.
• At the bottom of the stairs, Savanna was frozen in place, her face was pale as a chalk. She had planned to watch Sierra walk out in disgrace, yet here she stood, powerless, while it was Aggie and Philip lying exposed for all to see.