A Tense Confrontation
Thad turned to face Annie, his expression a mix of confusion and hurt. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked, his voice trembling. “Why didn’t you say anything about what my mother was doing?” Annie sighed deeply, her face reflecting a mixture of relief and anxiety. “Thad, I didn’t want to create a rift between you and your mother. I thought I could handle it myself.”
“But why was she doing this?” Thad’s voice was desperate, seeking understanding. “What could she possibly gain from adding that to the food?” Annie took a deep breath, preparing to reveal the truth she’d kept hidden for so long.