I Know Who Killed Me 소설 & 이야기

After those lines fell, there was a long silence, and Raven was thinking when Stephan said, "Didn't you say that I will kill you someday soon? Why don't you tell me in detail about what happened?" Raven chuckled and said, "You're one curious killer aren't you?" Raven stood up to move to her study table and then sat comfortably in her chair in front of it and said, "My mother, she's been in a wheelchair since I was in high school, and her sickness was curable. We need a lot of money to treat her but now---I just saw her standing on her two feet kissing a----random guy---inside our house."

“It was yours.” “How did I die?” “I killed you.”

He clearly loved her. “Who killed her?” Davien pressed, but in the back of his mind, he already knew who had done it. In fact, all three of them knew who had done it. “Michael Kidman.”

"It was yours." "How did I die?" "I killed you."

Everyone around us disappears, as I wait for him to tell me who has ruined my life. “I thought you didn't know she was killed,” I comment. “I didn't, but I know I exactly who wanted her dead, and the motive behind it to. You can choose to believe me, or not,” Fate tells me. Of course. For a moment, I feel a flutter of doubt, but I push it away. I need to know who did this. “You knew someone wanted her dead?” I ask, “tell me right now who did it.” “I want to know your assumptions first,” he says.

I mouthed, sniffling. Before I could continue, another wave of memory rose inside me, fierce and unstoppable. I gasped, clutching Mrs. Lisa’s hand hard enough to hurt. My small body shook under the force of it. The air around me seemed to pulse with the same rhythm as the Hinge house outside, which had been still just moments ago. My breath came ragged, but I forced the words out. “I know.” Their eyes fixed on me. “I know who killed him.”

“Are you sad?” “No.” Liar. I purse my lips, not pushing him. My hand tilts before I think about it, brushing lightly against his jaw. He stills. “Who killed him?” I expect silence or maybe a "It doesn’t matter; the person’s dead.” Instead, “I killed him.” What? The research I made didn’t tell me that. In fact, it said Adrian Kórvac died in his sleep, but I knew it was bullshit. I just didn’t expect that answer. Everybody in the underground knew of the fierce love between Adrian and his son.

I tried to tell myself I had seen the wrong thing but somewhere deep down, I knew I didn't. He killed my dad. Lucian did.

He stumbled forward and reached for my belly. "The baby! Where is the baby? What happened?" The grief on his face was a sick joke. The thing I had been holding in for weeks finally came up out of me. "Mason, you are asking now? Now you remember? "The day of the crash, I was pinned under the car, hemorrhaging, and you took the ambulance I called for and put your woman in it. "It was you. You killed our baby." His shoulders rocked.

"Zion?" "I killed him, Ivy." "You killed who?" I asked. "I killed James."