Diane's POV
The prison doors closed behind us with a finality that seemed to echo through my entire body. I clutched Dylan tighter against my chest, my legs shaking as we walked toward the car. Every step felt like I was walking through quicksand, the weight of Liam's confession crushing down on me.
"You killed my sister," I whispered to no one, the words tasting like poison in my mouth. "You killed Sophie."
Noah's arm came around my shoulders, steadying me as I stumbled. "Diane, breathe," he said softly, his voice cutting through the fog of rage and grief that was consuming me. "Just breathe."
But I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. All I could see was Sophie's face, her smile, the way she'd looked at me that last morning when she'd promised to keep the twins safe. She'd died because of him. Because of the man I'd once loved, the father of my children.
