The Quiet Conspiracy
My sister's best friend borrowed 20 thousand from me, saying it was for her mother's medical bills.
As a cop, I lent it to her. I figured if I could help, I should.
When it was time to pay me back, she didn't return a cent. Instead, she showed up at my precinct holding a baby and accused me of indecent assaults.
After a paternity test, the baby turned out to be mine.
She went on livestreams, crying about how I broke the law despite being a police officer. She used the scandal to make herself famous.
The force treated me like a disgrace and fired me.
I tried to explain, but no one believed me. I went from a model officer to a criminal overnight.
My parents were cyberbullied; with nowhere left to turn, they both drowned themselves.
My wife was also beaten in the street. She suffered a miscarriage from the attack and died from massive blood loss.
As for my sister, guilt drove her insane; she was hospitalized before vanishing from the public eye.
After my family fell apart, I hanged myself one night.
Then I opened my eyes again.
I'd been reborn. Facing my sister's evil friend, I vowed to fight back.