Chapter 5
The detective patted my shoulder and handed me his phone, showing footage captured by bystanders.
I watched as Dad drove to the riverbank.
He smoothly opened the car door, got out, rushed to the bridge, and leaped.
In the video, he was utterly decisive, without a moment’s hesitation.
The churning water swallowed him instantly.
Watching my father’s final moments, I covered my mouth and sobbed.
I knew Dad couldn’t swim and was afraid of water.
Jumping into the rushing river meant certain death with no chance of survival.
I covered my mouth and wept uncontrollably.
In just days, I’d lost my little sister, grandmother, and now my father.
I collapsed to the ground, not understanding why this was happening.
Detective Thompson looked at me with a grave expression.
“Emma Wilson, I know you’re devastated right now, but you need to pull yourself together.”
“From the evidence we have, your little sister’s note appears to be the key.”
“You need to tell us what that note said.”
I was on the verge of breakdown, clutching my head and screaming.
“I DON’T KNOW!I REALLY DON’T KNOW!”
If I could, I wanted more than anyone to know what my little sister had written.
Why had Grandma and Dad chosen suicide?
Just then, Mom arrived in a hurry.
Strangely, she accepted Dad’s suicide with eerie calmness, her expression composed.
Standing by the riverbank, she answered the police’s question.
“I know why David killed himself, and I know what my daughter wrote in her note.”
“Now, I’m the only person in the world who can answer your questions.”
She rocked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled.
112th three deaths in my family, the police took the case seriously.
Reporters rushed to cover the story, capturing the nation’s attention.
Everyone was curious about what my little sister had written.
Crowds gathered outside our apartment, hoping to interview Mom.
But she chose to stay inside, spending days silently staring at our family photos.
Until the seventh day after Dad’s death, when police recovered his body from the river.
The water had badly damaged his features, but strangely,
The smile on his face matched exactly those of Grandma and my little sister when they died.
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