เข้าสู่ระบบI was sound asleep the night before the wedding when a video call from my best friend, Eve, came in. “Aisling, my wedding’s starting in half an hour. Where is my maid of honor?” I pulled back the curtains and stared in resignation at the still night at one in the morning. “Eve, what are you talking about? It’s not even dawn. Who gets married in the wee hours? You’re working overtime as my alarm clock.” It was a pause on the line until Eve’s camera shifted to the blue skies behind the groom. “Are you still asleep, Aisling? It’s morning. “Our families have arrived. Everyone’s waiting on you. Get here quickly.” The call ended, and I snapped awake. Judging by the family members caught in the frame of the camera, it didn’t seem like a prank. The wedding venue was downstairs in the hotel ballroom, so the time difference didn’t make sense at all. Just in case, I put on my maid-of-honor dress and made haste to the venue. Right after I stepped out of my room, a drunk guest mistook me for an escort. During a struggle, he stabbed me to death. When I came to, I was back to the moment just before Eve FaceTimed me.
ดูเพิ่มเติมRight when Hunter and Jeremy hit rock bottom, the Connells struck unexpected fortune. Their long-time family home was bought out as part of a redevelopment project, earning them a payout worth millions.Greed took hold of Hunter, and he came up with a plan to seize the Connells’ assets. On the eve of the wedding, Eve stumbled upon debt collection texts and massive betting records on Hunter’s phone. Shaken to her core, Eve decided to call off the wedding. She texted me to come over, so I could be there while she confronted Hunter. It never occurred to her that Hunter had the poison ready in case anything went south. Seizing the opportunity, Hunter exploited the access his mother had through her job at the hotel and slipped poison into the hotel-provided food, murdering Eve and her entire family.Once the Connells were dead, Hunter, as the lawfully wedded husband with the marriage license acquired before the wedding, inherited the family assets and cleared his debt. As the on
Eve’s text to me read, “I’ve stumbled into a huge secret, Aisling! You must come to the ballroom now. It’s too huge, and I only trust you.” I looked and met Terry’s widened eyes.With a raspy voice, I explained, “I was drowsy from taking a heavy dose of painkillers when I got the message. I woke up in the early hours the following morning and saw the message. By the time I got to the ballroom, all I saw was a room… full of bodies. “I later got a call from someone claiming to be Eve, their voice altered by a voice changer. ‘Eve’ demanded to know why I let her die and why I didn’t save her… Shock, guilt, and regret all crashed over me, and I completely lost it.“Fast forward to today, when I escaped from the psychiatric ward and checked back into this hotel. Hunter was afraid I’d expose the truth he doesn’t know I already know, so he planned this entire wedding setup and used AI to clone Eve and her family’s voices and faces in a fake livestream. He wanted to push me over the edge
Terry’s face fell when he saw the state of me. At the time, I received a mysterious phone call, after which I completely broke down. I lost control in public, crying and shouting that I had killed Eve and tried to end my life, which got me checked into a psychiatric ward due to my mental state. Strangely, the police checked my phone and could not find any records of a call. With history bound to repeat itself, Terry took a step forward to snatch the phone out of my hand. Before his hand could reach mine, I jerked backward and picked my tear-stained face up before giving him an assuring look. I then spoke into the phone while the person on the other end tore into me, my voice barely above a whisper yet clear.“How long do you plan on keeping up with the act?” …Tension hung heavily in the air. The screaming on the other end came to an abrupt stop. Terry and the detectives behind him looked at me in shock and disbelief. Even Sophie, who had been making herself scarce
“However!” Terry inched closer. “When you arrived at the crime scene after hearing the news, you completely broke down. You even went so far as to try to slit your wrist with a piece of broken glass in front of everyone. Following a joint assessment by forensic psychiatrists and mental health experts, you were diagnosed with severe PTSD from the trauma. By law, you were placed in a psychiatric facility for compulsory treatment.“Just a few days ago, you attacked a nurse and escaped the psychiatric ward. Since then, you have disappeared without a trace.” Terry leaned in close to my face, his eyes reflecting suspicion and scrutiny as he grilled me. “Aisling, are you still insane?” … “Are you still insane?” The words struck me, echoing across the empty ballroom. My eyes darted from Terry to the white chalk lines on the floor. The horrific scene I had seen when I pushed open this door in my past life—or perhaps just a few days ago; I could no longer tell whether those memories


















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