Novel & Cerita I Know Who Killed Me

Caspian’s confession didn't just break the ice in my heart—it shattered the very foundations of my reality. He hadn't just found me in this life. He had hunted through the corridors of time to find the version of me that survived. "You came back for me," I whispered, my voice trembling against his lips.

In the meantime, Lilian continued to yell at me. She claimed that I got her son killed. She wanted them to shoot me to death. I looked at the cops. “Sir, I found a surveillance system at the top of the mountain. We’ll know the truth once we get the footage. Lucius’s death has nothing to do with me. He wanted to kill me instead.” Lucius was ignorant of something when he took me up the mountain. The top of the mountain was monitored. He had committed a crime, whether I rescued him or not.

He understood me. He said: “The three the public does not have. Two of them were in 2021. One was in 2022. The press has never connected those three to the seventeen. They are real, and they were mine, and they are the difference between the number you knew in your interior of me and the number that is actually true.” I said: “And Derek.” He said: “Derek would be the twenty-first.” I held that too. Twenty-one. I was, sitting in the armchair of a man’s front room in Brooklyn Heights, the wife of the twenty-first man this man had killed. The wife of the most recent count.

“You just don't want to tell me.” She finally looked at me. Her eyes were calm and tears started assembling…but something deep inside them flickered. Fear? Sadness? I couldn't tell. “He died,” she said, avoiding eye contact. I was numb, trying to swallow the saliva in my mouth before I could utter a word. “How?” “A long time ago.” “Thats not an answer.” “Nira, that's the only information you need.” she replied, focusing on the clothes. I laughed softly, but there was no humor in it. “So I'm just supposed to accept that? I don't even know what he looked like.”

Silence answered, the kind of silence that wasn't empty, only familiar. I traced my fingers lightly over the engraved letters on the headstone. "So much has happened, I don't even know where to begin." I laughed softly to myself. "My father is dead, and yes I killed him.” "I survived a murder trial, I made enemies I never imagined I'd have and I also found out that life can change in a single night." I lowered my eyes. "I was convinced that when I lost you, that part of me died too. Enzo.” I said to my dead boyfriend.

Furious, Sylvia kicked my mother on the floor a couple more times. In a fit of panic, I lunged forward to shield my mother’s body. Unfortunately, the heel on Sylvia’s shoe still landed squarely on her form. Hearing my mother’s agonized cries, I came to a belated realization: I was dead. I had been dead for seven years. I was just a wandering spirit and powerless to protect anything. “Sylvia, Charles didn’t abandon you! He...” ‘He donated his organs to you and chose death for himself.’

Aiden said in a panicked voice and Zane clenched his teeth. Elena's body was fully covered with the broad jacket of Zane, this date experience was no less than trauma to her. “I will kill all of them,” Zane said with red eyes, he was not angry hearing the news of the attack but he was angry at the rejection of Elena Elena the woman he desired loved someone else was like pouring wolfbane on his body. “Aiden please help me” Elena seek help from him Zane looked between Aiden and Elena and he found something suspicious.

When I reach the belt, the shape is kind of odd. "... The victim was a prostitute... Last night." Hearing those words on TV makes me sober. I run to the bedroom and watch the news. A photo of a woman, a hooker showed. She was killed last night. The cause of death was a double hit by a rock near her. That wasn't right. I remember I strangled her last night with my belt. What was that? No, no.

V answered with a sigh clearly showing how he was tired of this pointless interrogation. "What???? When? Who tried to kill her?" Jackson became shocked hearing the new unknown information. Riana or Clara, none ever told him anything about the incident. So it was news to him. Seeing Jackson so shocked V immediately knew that he didn't have any idea about the incident. And that made him internally laugh as just a moment ago this very man was claiming himself as the fiance of a girl who was the protagonist of that big incident he has no clue of.

She’ll know I’m with my god mother. Something wakes me up. I realize one thing immediately. I killed Hannah. I killed Hunter’s mother