The Daughter in the Shadows (by Una Norris) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131 The Midnight Confrontation

Yunice froze the moment she heard someone approaching,

Wyatt leaned against the dirt embankment. The moonlight couldn’t reach them here, so they were perfectly hidden

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Yunice’s head rested on Wyatt’s hip. She didn’t dare move because there were dead branches underneath them. The slightest movement would cause a snap

They had no choice but to wait patiently for the person above them to leave.

Yunice held her breath and concentrated on the faint rustling above.

The movements were subtle, not like someone being followed.

“Dad, I couldn’t sleep, so I came to check on you.”

Yunice’s brow furrowed slightly. That voice, it was Owen.

After a moment of silence, Owen added, “Dad, don’t blame Mom for her decision. She suffered a lot in the mountains. Her mind is fragile now. The living are more important than the dead. You wouldn’t want to see the Saunders family torn apart, would you!

I didn’t believe in ghosts or spirits, but ever since I’d agreed to suppress Dad at Lily’s request, I’d been uneasy.

That was why I had come in the middle of the night. Even the guard at the gate had seen him and tried to chase me away.

With candles and wine in hand, Owen lit the incense. “Dad, I hope you don’t hold a grudge. Everything I did was for the good of the Saunders family.”

Yunice lay on top of Wyatt, his calm heartbeat in her ears, but her own emotions were in turmoil.

Her blood was surging. She clenched her fists, almost ready to jump out and fight Owen right then and there.

Was he even human! Didn’t he hold a grudger

I had thought he had come to repent at Dad’s

grave, but now it seemed he was just looking for comfort for his guilty conscience.

Some incense, a bottle of wine, and a pitiful “Dad” were all he needed to feel better?

Whoosh. A breeze blew through the forest. The flame from Owen’s lighter flickered. In the flickering light, Will Saunders‘ photo on the gravestone appeared and disappeared.

Owen jumped. A second later, the incense he had just lit went out completely.

Owen jumped to his feet, his eyes darting around in panic. “Who’s there? Who’s messing with me?”

He wasn’t afraid of ghosts, but his own guilt weighed on him. The more guilty he felt, the more he believed in the supernatural,

He stumbled around, looking everywhere. He began to wonder if Lily hadn’t been imagining things.

Could there really be a ghost?

Was Dad angry about my actions? Had it frightened Moms, and now it was after me?

Crack!

Owen wasn’t careful; his foot sank!

Yunice rolled her eyes silently, mocking Owen’s so–called anger.

Sometimes I really worried; I’d seen Wyatt in se many unflattering situations. Would he ever get so embarrassed that he’d want to wipe me

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