Chapter 8
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Someone posted to the 14 sehat really happened! That psychosisay was abusing hay sink furra sietary the
OMG, the good girl was actually a total monster]
I can’t believe I felt sorry for hert She was a wolf in sheep’s clothing
That poor little sister is such an angel, suffering in silence all these years!!
Good riddance Karma’s a bitch
Hella sat at the computer, scrolling through the comments with a tiny smirk on her face.
the opened her Insta and posted:
Riley, I forgive you Even though you hurt me so much, I know you loved me deep down. Now that you’re jone, I’ll keep living my best life and take all the hate for you. RIP.”
Within hours, the post had tens of thousands of shares, and the comments were nothing but praise and
ympathy for Stella
This girl is literally an angel! After everything she went through, she’s still defending her sister!]
What a pure soul. I hope she heads from all this trauma.)
My heart breaks for this sweet kid. She deserves all the love in the world.]
tella scrolled through the comments slowly, her eyes practically glowing with excitement at all the praise.
This was exactly what she wanted
All the attention, all the love, all the sympathy.
And me the sister who’d supposedly threatened her perfect little setup-was finally gone for good.
But then Stella’s expression suddenly froze.
Because she saw a comment that stood out from all the others:
JOP, are you sure you’re telling the truth? I was Riley’s classmate, and I never once saw her bully anyone, let
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alone her own sister. She constantly skipped class events to take care of you. She was crazy talented at art but gave up art class because of your condition. Does that sound like someone who’d hurt her sister?]
Soon, more voices like this started popping up:
[I was Riley’s art teacher. She was the most gifted and kindhearted student I’ve ever had. She only quit art because she was worried about your health. A kid like that could never be evil.]
I live in the apartment below yours. I’d always see Riley coming home late with medicine for you. She took better care of you than your parents did.]
[Something’s not adding up here. If Riley really wanted to hurt her sister, why is she the one who’s dead? And her death was clearly from hitting the table…]
Stella’s face went pale. Her fingers flew across the keyboard, trying to control the narrative.
She posted more “evidence”:
A few photoshopped pictures showing bruises on her body.
An audio recording she claimed was her sister threatening her.
She even got some random people to come forward as “witnesses” who said they’d seen me bullying her.
But the truth is like sunlight-it always finds a way to break through the cracks in lies.
More and more people who knew me started speaking up.
Stella was starting to panic.
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