Then...
Hazel Winchester closed her eyes, unwilling to recall yesterday's nightmare.
So much cigar tobacco taken from her room, all stuffed into her mouth.
She refused to swallow, and those people used chopsticks to force it down her throat, causing her unbearable pain...
With lingering fear, Hazel grabbed her throat, coughed hoarsely, shook her head, and continued typing on her phone.
[Hazel Winchester]: ...It's my fault for angering your dad. I... I... feel sorry for him, so... so... I swallowed his cigar tobacco...
[Summer Spencer]: Mom, stop trying to hide. Do you think I'd believe you? At this moment, you should tell me the truth. What if I make the same mistake as you because I know nothing?
Summer Spencer's words struck a chord with Hazel.
Originally, she was too scared to speak, but what if her silence led to Summer being manipulated?
Hazel thought and started typing immediately.
