Her entire body tensed at the sound of her husband's voice. Bess' hands dropped to her lap and she stared wide-eyed at the ground, realizing that she'd been trying to put her words into a story that made sense but was not ready to tell it. Especially not to--how could she tell him that---She'd done something terrible, but it was self-defense! But it was still so---Bess clenched her fists, screwing up her face to find an ounce of strength to face Drystan.
Bess twisted to face him, shoulders scrunched as if she was trying to completely turn into herself. She looked a right disaster and unconsciously patted her hair down.
"Tripp is Chester," Bess rasped, breaths growing heavy once again. The statement hit her hard, even though she'd known for hours now. She hadn't been able to let the enormity of it sink in. Drystan and Bess had been absolutely sure that it was Chester who was behind Penny's kidnapping that terrible summer, they had gone to drastic measures to get her back, and...and he was still playing around in her sister's life, just...just toying with them, waiting to strike. What had his plans been? What had he wanted to accomplish?
She felt sick as the thought consumed her. Had he ever been around when Penelope had the children? Was there a time when Sadie spoke to him as a friend without realizing who he was? Bess' lips trembled.
"Tripp----" Her eyes widened at her words and she let out a pitiful sound. "Chester was Tripp. He was---he'd been...this whole time..."
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