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Chapter 7

Auteur: Washing Wheat
The medical examiner’s voice rang out clearly in the quiet boutique.

Mom staggered, then her knees buckled and she fell to the ground. She covered her ears with both hands as tears fell one by one down her face. They dripped onto the cold ground and into my heart.

I never knew she could cry for me too.

When Wendy scraped her knee, she cried from heartbreak, and her eyes were full of pain. However, when she pushed me down the stairs and I suffered multiple fractures, she did not even spare me
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    Mom carefully took the dress, smoothing out every crease before gently placing it into a box inside the wardrobe.I stared at what lay inside the box. My eyes widened bit by bit.There was Dad's medal, as well as a leaf I had once picked for Mom as a child and a bracelet I had made for her with my own hands when I was young…Hot tears spilled from my eyes, burning as they fell. My heart felt as though it, too, was being seared.It felt as though Mom’s love for me had been locked away inside this very box for all these years.Yet Wendy still wanted to trample my name into the dust. She said nonchalantly, “Kara never remembers your birthday anyway. You shouldn’t be upset because of her.”Mom cut her off sharply, “Enough. I don’t want to hear her name again!”Wendy smiled. She raised a hand to cover it, seemingly trying to hide her smile. She tied up her hair, put on a mask, and headed for the door.“Wendy, you’re not staying for dinner?”Wendy waved off Mom’s question. “I’ll eat

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    [Mom and Wendy feel more like mother and daughter. No one even came to my parent-teacher conference.][Mrs. Summers is an idiot. I don’t want to talk to her anymore! She won’t let me call her 'Mom', and Wendy even accused me of bullying her.][Happy birthday, Mrs. Summers. She really liked the watch I bought her this year. It’s good I had Officer Zane give it to her instead.][Mrs. Summers got sick and lost so much weight. I want to hug her so badly, but I can only secretly send her nutritional meals. I’m like a rat in the gutter, watching over her happiness with my cousin.][Wendy tore my doll apart and even tried to convince me to marry a pervert who was pursuing me. I hate her, I hate her! Mom, when will you finally believe me?]The ink on the page blurred into messy stains under the wetness of tears.Mom’s teeth chattered uncontrollably. A dazed, almost disbelieving light flickered in her eyes. It was as though she could not accept that the adopted daughter she had once cheri

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    Mom took a deep breath, her brows tightly furrowed. After a long pause, she continued, “When I mentioned the killer might have psychological issues, there should’ve been visible signs in daily life. It's likely he has a small build and is short-tempered. We should focus our investigation on people the victim knew who fit this profile.”Clement Geis truly was a psychopath, a devil in human skin. After Wendy lured me away, he drugged me and took me to an abandoned construction site. There, he subjected me to inhuman torment. He kept asking why I refused his confession.After he finished unleashing his violent urges, Wendy even guided him to call Mom. He made me endure the searing agony of acid burning through my organs while I listened to Mom’s reprimands on the phone.Mom finished her analysis. Her lips pressed into a tight line as the meeting room fell into heavy silence. Every officer present wore expressions of sympathy.Mom lowered her head. A teardrop fell onto the table in fro

  • Murdered, but My Cop Mom Thought I Ran Away   Chapter 7

    The medical examiner’s voice rang out clearly in the quiet boutique.Mom staggered, then her knees buckled and she fell to the ground. She covered her ears with both hands as tears fell one by one down her face. They dripped onto the cold ground and into my heart.I never knew she could cry for me too.When Wendy scraped her knee, she cried from heartbreak, and her eyes were full of pain. However, when she pushed me down the stairs and I suffered multiple fractures, she did not even spare me a glance.Now that I was dead, she was finally crying for me.Officer Zane helped her up. His voice was steady yet sorrowful. “Let the others handle the leads here. I’ll take you back to the bureau. We should go see Kara first…”However, Mom did not seem to hear him. Her pale fingers clutched Officer Zane's arm tightly as she murmured, “I’m not going. That body isn’t Kara’s! She must be hiding somewhere, waiting to surprise me on my birthday!”The summer air was stifling, yet Mom was freezin

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    Yet, Mom had never once tried to understand what I was feeling.It always felt like we were just a step away from each other. One step away from making things right, and one step away from her realizing the victim was me.Officer Zane’s tone grew firmer. He was clearly dissatisfied with her attitude. “Moira, you fell seriously ill back then. Before you came back to work, Kara treated the entire task force to dinner just so they’d take care of you.”Mom knitted her brows together in suspicion. “Wesley, don’t joke around. You don’t need to make things up just to speak well of Kara.”“You keep saying she doesn’t care about you, but when you were hospitalized and unconscious last year, she was the one running herself to exhaustion, bringing you homemade meals every single day!” Officer Zane snapped in frustration.A trace of self-mockery flickered in my eyes. All these years, everyone could see how much I cared about Mom. However, to her, I was nothing but cold and heartless.Mom fin

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