"I know about that night, Judy!" Ivy fired back; her emotions were all over the place. "It was during that time that I lost my parents, so how did I not know about what Jeremy is talking about?"

Her voice reverberated through the room and echoed off the walls, filled with pain, confusion, and desperation.

Judy's face contorted in anguish as she slowly shook her head.

"Ivy, sweetie, I-"

"No, Judy!" Ivy interrupted, her hands clenched into fists. "I need to know the truth. What happened that night? What did my mother do to Jeremy? And my father, did he really kill my mother..." She choked on her words, stepping...