No, she wouldn’t confront him—not yet. If she wanted her mom to believe her, she needed proof. Concrete, undeniable proof. Something Mark couldn’t explain away with his polished lies and fake charm.
Her mind began to race, piecing together a plan. She didn’t know exactly how she’d do it yet, but one thing was certain—Mark wouldn’t see it coming. And this time, she wouldn’t give him a chance to worm his way out.