Digging for the Truth

Kelly

  

Susan and I sat in my living room, both of us still shaken from the discovery. The photographs lay between us on the coffee table. Looking at it from afar, I still can’t wrap my head on how real this keep getting. I thought maybe after some time, this all fades and something like this never happened. But each passing minute told me otherwise, no matter how much I wanted to run from this, I couldn’t, it keeps dragging me back.

"When do you plan to confront her," Susan said, breaking the silence.  

I nodded, but I wasn’t naive enough to think we could just...