Alice's POV
My face stung from the slap, and I stumbled back; my hand went to my cheek. The woman was crying, her whole body shaking with rage and grief. I had never seen her before.
"You're the reason my sister is dead." She pointed at me.
"What are you talking about?" "I managed to say, my voice coming out shaky.
"Whose sister?" I opened my eyes widely.
"Clara," the woman spat. "Clara Hayes, my sister. You bastard caused all of this."
My heart skipped. "You're Clara's sister?"
I looked at her without blinking. Clara had never mentioned to me about any of her sisters. She actually never mentioned anything about her family. I could see the resemblance in her forehead and nose area.
"Yes," she said, tears streaming down her face. "And she's dead because of you."
Bryan stepped between us.
"That's enough. You need to leave," he said to the woman as he tried to shield me from her.
