The Chair by the Window — The Night Nobody Helped Me

Naomi placed the bag on a side table.

“I never wanted Corinne hurt,” Brenda began.

“You saw me lying there,” I said.

“I thought you were being stubborn.

Wyatt told me you did this when you were upset.”

“Did you believe that even when Piper said I was bleeding?”

Brenda looked down at her hands.

“I didn’t know what to think.”