The Neighbor in the Basement Caught My AttentionChapter 1
My dad gave the basement for free to a lady with a mentally disabled son.
Feeling sorry for them, I often brought them food.
Unexpectedly, one day, the lady said to me, "Girl, you're so kind. Why don't you give yourself to my son too?"
I thought she was joking, but she really had her husband, who had just been released from prison, kill my parents.
Since then, they had taken over my home, and I had been permanently imprisoned.
On the day I was beaten to death, I found myself reborn on the day I first met them.
This lifetime, I would kill them.
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"Honey, where's the key to the basement downstairs? It's just sitting there; let the poor mother and son live there."
Lying on my bed, I heard my dad's familiar voice. I knew I had returned to the beginning of the nightmare.
In my previous life, my dad saw them begging at the gate after work. He gave them 1,000 dollars and was then coerced into finding them a place to stay.
Both my dad and mom were kind-hearted. They agreed to let them stay in the empty basement, and that was the beginning of all our misfortunes.