My stomach churned.
If not for the need to record video evidence, I would have left long ago.
Sophie swung the hammer in her hand proudly, boasting:
“Sister-in-law, no need to thank me. Just give me a commendation flag later.”
Leaning against the wall, I felt only absurdity.
A murderer demanding a reward banner?
Fine. If she wanted one, I’d oblige.
I pulled out my phone and decisively dialed Michael.
“Make a flag for Sophie, and deliver it yourself.”
“And Michael—let’s get divorced.”
Unexpectedly, he didn’t agree to the second part.
He blocked me at the door. “What are you throwing a tantrum for?”
“I already said your dad’s death was an accident. Why are you acting crazy now?”
I shook my head, weary.
“This has nothing to do with my dad’s death. I just want a divorce.”
His breathing grew heavy, his fingertips whitening. “Is this because I defended Sophie? Is that why you’re doing this?”
Sophie immediately jumped out from behind him, eyes reddening with tears.
“Sister-in-law, if you need someone to blame, blame me. I should have saved Uncle Robert. Even if I couldn’t, I should have died in that fire myself… but don’t blame the Captain. He’s already so tired.”