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Initially, he thought he was looking at the Greens' portraits, but gradually, he noticed something off. "What's the relationship between your parents and the Greens?" Detective Lloyd pointed at my young father-in-law and my father in an old family portrait. "Why were your parents in the same photo as your father-in-law when he was young?" "My dad and my father-in-law were brothers. After their parents divorced, they each took one parent's last name." "That makes you…" he muttered, his face unreadable. "My father-in-law was a sex addict," I calmly said, as if recalling something routine. "Due to his condition, he'd assaulted several women when he was young and was sentenced to over a decade i

When Ryan saw that I still refused to speak, he pressed his fingers to his temples and sighed. “You should know that if you say nothing, you’ll only end up receiving the death penalty. “But if you had a reason…” He trailed off in a sigh. But there was something I knew for sure. I killed my family, the people who loved me. Any reason I gave would not be able to save me. In our silence, someone knocked on the door. Ryan got up and went out. Before he closed the door, I caught the sound of furious scolding. When I heard the fleeting voice, my lips turned up at the corners.

Tell me everything. And Jameson hesitated, tapping his fingers on the table beside his coffee. I must have showed enough determination in my eyes, because he huffed, leaned back in his chair. My family has… something Jameson hesitated, tapping his fingers on the coffee cup as if he were timing himself. “ And, in my eyes-their tale of determination was convincing enough he finally let loose and leaned back in his seat. My family They are not only rich—they are extremely powerful: dangerous. The shit they have done, over and over again so they could keep their name alive and their shit together They are bad. My father… he is a monster. And my mother is more of a monster

"I have complete control over my life, Oriaga." "I know, but don't you feel sorry to see your family's life continue to be miserable?" The man's words made Amanda stare at him sharply, and then a dismissive smile appeared on Oriaga's face. "I was right, wasn't I? You guys went bankrupt while still living in London, then fled here because you couldn't bear to live a life with so many terrors all the time. Your father even left. He was irresponsible as the family's leader." "ORIAGA!"

Was it because they thought I was disgusting? Mom screamed and quickly dodged me. She then stood up and patted her uniform that hadn't even been stained with blood. My hand froze midair. On the other end, Evonne happily urged, "Mom, hurry! Dad said the three of us are going out for Wersole food to celebrate surviving this ordeal!" As I watched the retreating backs of the happy family, I couldn't endure it any longer. My tightly clenched right hand loosened, and with my bloodied, mangled fingers, I pressed the remote button.

"Shut up! It's exactly because you're our daughter that we can decide your marriage!" Miranda held my arm tightly and tried to persuade me calmly, "He's got a car, a house, and money. You'll have a comfortable life if you marry him." Carl chimed in, too. "Mr. Smith may be a bit older, but he's an honest man. You'll marry into happiness and do right by you." Even my second brother, Tony, spoke up. "That's right. Mr. Smith's not a bad man." Seeing every single family that I was related to by blood determined to sell me out, all I could feel was the chill to the bone as I shook uncontrollably.

As far as family goes, they’re all I have… and Tyler doesn’t know anyone else. The thought hits me out of nowhere. They’re my family—but is Tyler part of it now, just because we’re married? Even though the marriage wasn’t planned and I’m only staying here for three months? What do I even call him that doesn't sound strange? He’s my husband… but is he a part of my family? This wasn’t supposed to be so complicated. When I reach my room, I unlock my phone. Several missed calls from my uncle and aunt. Two messages from Max. One from Vanessa. A few emails—definitely work-related—so I ignore them.

Kent stopped and looked back. “Try anything stupid and everything you thought you had will disappear like a speck of dust,” the man gestured, snapping his fingers. Kent quickly rushed outside and came back in a matter of seconds with the manuscript in his hand sweating and breathing heavily. “You see? Did I have to threaten you,” the man patted Kent’s shoulder. “Don’t hurt my family. I’m just an editor,” Kent begged. “I don’t have control over the stories brought to me.” The man collected the manuscript and read the title out loud - "THE FAMILY THAT KILLS TOGETHER STAYS TOGETHER by Ludo Sakala."

“Of course not. You’ve always had a loving family. “We literally just met each other’s parents last month to talk about our engagement, remember? “I still have the photos from that day saved on my phone.” He opened his photo album. Sure enough, there was a group photo of our two families together. Everyone was there. I just sat there staring at my phone, flipping it over and over. I tried to smile, but I probably looked like I was grimacing. My family members were real. Why did they vanish after entering the washroom? “Maybe they just stepped out for something. “Look, their house slippers are still by the door. They must’ve gone out.”

I am, as always, amazing. “There is more” I inform her and she stares at me expectantly. “The father was a Russian mafia dog for 4 years before moving to the United States. Now as you can imagine, he was good at scaring people so that’s what he started doing. Later, he met his wife and gave up the life of crime. Then his daughter came and they became a rich, cozy family. Splashed all over the media supporting several charities. Hypocrites if you ask me” I scoffed. A person did not suddenly morph from being a mafia to being a family man “Those pictures are evidence of what he used to do. If you show time it right, those pictures could tarnish the image of the whole family as well as call off