Emily Blair laid everything out, recounting every detail from the past—the truth about Rose Ward and her grandmother, the tangled mess with Matthew Ross and his sister Cynthia. Nothing was left unsaid.
Emma George’s features seemed frozen, her expression stiff with shock. She stared wide-eyed, struggling to believe that the niece she’d spent years searching for could be capable of such things. Words like greed and murder didn’t even begin to describe Isabella Austin’s crimes; what hurt even more was knowing Isabella had also harmed Emily, the daughter Emma had raised as her own.
Her niece—the one she’d been so desperate to find—had ended up hurting her child.
“Is this… is this really true?” Emma stammered, her voice tight with disbelief. “Are you sure this is true?”
“It’s all in the police report, plain as day,” Emily replied. “If you want, I can go home and dig out the documents for you.”
“She really did all that…” Emma’s legs gave out beneath her, and she sank down onto the floor, her face an unreadable swirl of grief and confusion. “…When did she… when did she die?”
Emily answered quietly, “The day the police arrested her, once they had clear evidence. She was in a car accident—she died trying to save a child, rushed to the hospital, but they couldn’t save her.”
Emma’s eyes lifted slowly. “She tried to save a child? Whose child?”
Recalling what she’d heard at the time, Emily explained, “A kid she knew ran out into the street. Isabella rushed to pull her back. The little girl was fine—Isabella took the hit.”
Emily had never liked Isabella, but she had no interest in distorting the truth or smearing her memory. Facts were facts.
Emma’s eyes filled with tears in an instant. “That foolish girl… she saved someone else and paid with her own life…”
Emily stood quietly nearby, watching as Emma covered her face with her hands, muffling her sobs in her palms.


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