A Honeyed Tragedy

When I was looking at the bodies already covered with white sheets, a wave of emotions surged through me.Their closest family treated their lives like a joke, sending them off without giving them any chance to survive.I saw a wrist sticking out from under one of the sheets, with festering blisters that made me shudder.Why would such dangerous wasps be found in a tourist area?I realized this wasn't a simple accident. Someone must have done it on purpose.I called the police and asked them to investigate.After I went to the police station and gave my statement, they quickly found out that a man had bought and released those wasps.The officers handed me a photo and asked if I recognized him.I knew right away it was Eric Peterson, Chloe Peterson's younger brother.Why did I remember him so clearly?A year ago, Eric tried to take indecent photos of me, but I caught him.When I reported it to the police, Daniel found out. Rather than taking my side, he threatened me with di

My father threw a punch at Daniel."The one who died was your father, not me! You worthless jerk! Why didn't you just go meet your maker sooner instead of ruining everyone else's life? You got your whole family killed, and you still have the nerve to walk around here cursing other people's parents!"Daniel looked as if he had taken a devastating blow. He fell to the ground without putting up any fight.My father kicked and punched him repeatedly. Daniel just lay there, silently accepting it.From not too far away, I could barely hear Daniel muttering in disbelief. "Dead... My whole family is dead?"When I saw Daniel start bleeding, I quickly told my father to stop. If this went on, my father might get sued by Daniel."You still don't believe it? Look at me. I'm standing here alive and well. The ones who got stung by those wasps and died were your family!"Daniel stared at me in a daze. I spoke coldly. "Daniel, I've told you so many times. The people who died were your family, no

Chloe slammed the door shut. Daniel pounded on it, yelling, "Chloe, open up! I bought this place for you! Open the door!"He made such a ruckus that a neighbor started shouting at him to quiet down, and he finally stopped. He turned to me in despair."Linda, do you still have my family's ashes? Can I have them back?"At that moment, he looked decades older, but it didn't stir even a shred of pity in me."No," I answered plainly.Daniel hadn't expected me to refuse and asked why.I said indifferently, "I tried giving them to you yesterday, and you wouldn't take them. Six boxes of ashes weigh dozens of pounds. I had to call multiple drivers before one agreed to help me transport them. Don't you think I deserve some compensation?"Daniel instantly dropped his pitiful act and became the man I knew so well."Linda, do you have no shame? They were your in-laws at one point! I used to be your husband! Didn't I transfer six hundred grand to you already? Isn't that enough?"Hearing tha

I rented a place, hoping to enjoy a few days of peace, but someone kept ruining that.A woman outside was pounding on my door, screaming in a raspy voice."Linda, open up! Were you the one who gave Daniel the idea? Did you tell him to come ask me for money? Open up!"Even though my neighbors tried to stop her, it did no good.I sighed at how similar she and Daniel were, though Chloe was even more shameless.Without warning, I opened the door, and she nearly fell inside.Chloe stumbled a bit and got even angrier."Linda, you wretched woman! Daniel lurks outside my house all day. Even if I call the cops, he keeps coming back. If I hadn't heard him say 'Linda was right,' I wouldn't have thought it was you who told him to ask me for money!"I didn't bother reacting. I just rolled my eyes at her."Chloe, you're the one who got Daniel's entire family killed. You should be glad you're not paying with your life."She wasn't mad at all. Instead, she sneered. "They asked for it. Daniel