Letting Her Fall
I steadied my emotions, waited a few seconds, then finally spoke.
"I had a dream. In that dream, you wanted to marry Barclay so badly that you begged me to steal your papers from your mom. But after the wedding, you weren't happy. You blamed everything on me, saying that I didn't stop you from getting married."
Monica's brows tightened, and her eyes drifted away. "A-and then what happened?"
I looked straight at her, my voice terrifyingly calm. "Then you stabbed me to death."
The moment I finished, her eyes widened. "That's impossible! I killed Howard! Not you!"