It was the same complicated feeling Annabelle Wallace must have had this afternoon. Despite everything her brother had done to her over the years, despite the fact that she knew he was being accused of murder, Annabelle had defended him because he was family. If it turned out Margot was wrong and Luke was a killer after all, she would hate him. She’d excommunicate him from her life, and whenever she’d think of him, she’d be filled with rage. And still, he’d be her uncle. Underneath all that anger and hate, she knew she could never quite stop loving him.
