And in this life, I was right at home with her and never left her side. But somehow… she vanished and her body was found in the pond.
The surveillance video even showed me committing a crime I never committed.
Why? Why was this happening?
Who killed my daughter?
Who was trying to frame me again?
One question after another swirled in my mind, each more maddening than the last, dragging me deeper into confusion.
I knew something was terribly wrong.
However, I could not figure out what had gone wrong.
Desperately, I tried to piece things together, replaying the fragments of both lives in my mind, hoping to catch even the slightest clue that could unravel this nightmare.
Then, just as I was about to be shoved into the police car, something suddenly clicked.
I spun around and shouted at the top of my lungs.
"I know who the murderer is!"
