THE GRAND SUNSET ROOM - MAIN
questioned angrily as she stormed over to Mary, Trevor, and Grace.
"Where is she? There are a few things I need to say to her!"
"Whoa, honey, calm down." Mary Albany put her hands on her daughter's shoulders to settle her and looked
directly into her eyes. "What's going on? What has that woman
done to get you so upset?"
"Oh, it's just horrible!" Francis
sobbed as she turned away to hide her pain. "That...woman cannot get
away with what she's done!"
"Mother, what is it? What did
Annabelle do?" Trevor Callison reached over and touched her gently on
the arm. "What is it now?"
"Mother, what's wrong?" Reginald immediately walked over to them when he saw the emotional state that
his mother was in. "If I'd realized how upset that being at this
party would make you, I never would have invited you."
"No! Reginald, dear, that's not
"Then what is it, Mother?" Trevor
buried her face into her hands and sobbed.
"That...woman...Annabelle...she's done something so horrible that I...I
just don't know how to tell you."
tell us, dear," Mary urged
with concern. "Just tell us what's she's done."
"Well, first of all, your father has
asked that woman to marry him!"
"Okay, it's official," Reginald
muttered with a nervous laugh. "He's lost his mind!"
"No, it's not him! It's not your
father." Francis paused for a moment and took a deep breath.
"It's all been Annabelle's doing. She's taking all of the guilt that
he's had over what happened and has managed to use it to twist his mind around
until he doesn't know what's going on!"
"Well, he should feel guilty!"
Trevor interjected. "He should feel horrible for what he's
"But none of it has been his
fault!" Francis reached out and grabbed her sons' hands as she tried
to get them to understand. "It's all been her!"
"Mother, please don't try to make him
blameless in all of this. Father didn't do anything that he didn't want to
do!" Reginald clinched his teeth tightly. He just couldn't understand
how his mother could still defend him even though she knew everything that had
"But that's what I'm trying to
say!" Francis eyed each of her sons individually and bit her
lip. "He didn't know what he was doing. That witch Annabelle
took his ability to chose away from him."
"Francis, darling, why don't you just
tell us what your trying to say." Mary spoke up.
Francis looked at each of them individually
and took a deep breath. "That night...the night of the engagement
party, the night that I found your father with...her.... That night he
didn't have a choice. She took that away from him when she drugged
"W-what?" Reginald's jaw
dropped in shock and confusion. "Mother, what are you talking
about? What do you mean Annabelle drugged him?"
"I don't know exactly how she did it,
but she slipped him some sort of drug that made him vulnerable to her.
That drug put him in an altered state so that he didn't have the strength nor the
will to resist her. If she hadn't given him that drug, your father would
never have succumbed to her schemes and our family would still be intact!"
"I just can't...believe her!"
Trevor gasped as he ran his hands through his hair. "How could she do
something so vile and so...so evil? How could she do this to our
"Because she is evil," Reginald
muttered as his eyes filled with hatred.
"I...I need to go find her,"
Francis said with a shake of her head, as if she still couldn't believe
everything that she'd learned. "I need to ask her why and I need to
say a few things to her!"
"No, mother, you've been through too
much because of her, already." Reginald grabbed hold of her arm in an
attempt to stop her. "Let me deal with her."
"No, Reginald. This is my fight
and this is my marriage that she's tried to destroy." Francis
pulled herself free of her son's grasp. "This is my
As his mother quickly stormed away,
Reginald turned to look at his brother and grandmother. "It might be
her marriage, but it's our family!"
"What are you going to do?" Mary
asked with concern. "Surely, you're not going to..."
"I most certainly am!" he replied
through clinched teeth. "If I have anything to say about it, I'll
find that woman first and there won't be anything left for Mother to talk