Sirens wailed outside the villa.
Jesica’s mother raised her hand and slapped her across the face.
“Bullshit! You little bitch are the reason she’s dead!”
Blood dripped from the corner of Jesica’s lips as she spat it out and let out a chilling laugh.
“I caused this? No. It was you! You all believed everything I said and never believed a word she
said. In the end, wasn’t it you who killed her? Hahahahaha-”
Mother, Dad and brother stood frozen, their faces pale and speechless.
Brother snapped. He grabbed her by the hair and punched her across the face.
“Bitch! I’ll avenge my sister today!”
The brutal blow sent Jesica crashing to the floor, dazed and bloody.
“Brother, stop pretending,” she said through gritted teeth. “Didn’t you always hate that bitch Anna?”
“Calling her sister now–are you scared she’ll visit your dreams again to scold you for what you did?”
“Those dreams of yours… aren’t they just guilt manifesting? What’s with the act now?”
“If I were Anna, I wouldn’t forgive any of you–even as a ghost! Hahahaha!”
“Oh, Brother. Remember that day she was getting bullied? She screamed, ‘Brother, save me!‘ And I told her… I said, ‘Brother hates you to death.”
“Only then did she give up struggling. Hahahaha!”
Her brother erupted in rage. He grabbed a vase from the side table and smashed it into her
mouth.
“SHUT UP! Just shut up!”
Jesica slumped to the ground. Blood pooled beneath her head, seeping fast from the back of her skull.
When the police finally burst into the room, it was too late.
Jesica was already dead.
Brother was arrested on the spot–for murder.
Mom and Dad looked like they’d aged decades overnight. Their hair turned gray almost instantly, their bodies stooped with grief.
They tried everything they could to save their son, but the law wouldn’t bend.
He had taken a life. There was no escape from the death penalty.
The incident rocked the entire internet.
Jack’s old livestream was reuploaded and the story went viral.
People across the country condemned the parents for being so blind, for failing their daughter- me. The Meyer Group suffered massive damage to its reputation.
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Dad worked himself into collapse overnight.
With both his children gone, he couldn’t bear the weight of it all.
He jumped into a river and ended his life.
Before doing so, he left behind a suicide note.
He asked his wife to live on and find a way to pray for their daughter–so that she could reincarnate into a better family.
He wrote.
[I’m sorry, Anna. Dad was wrong. I’m returning your life now. In my next life, I’ll make it up to you.
Mother didn’t cry. She took the suicide note and knelt in front of the police station. She prayed that all who had hurt her daughter would face justice.
Under growing public pressure, Jesica’s boyfriend–who had taken a bribe at the start–was exposed.
He was sentenced to two years in prison for fraud.
Two of the thugs who had fled overseas with the hush money were tracked down and extradited.
The third, it was said, had been mauled to death by a shark while scuba diving.
People called it karma.
Finally, every thread of revenge was complete.
Still, the pain remained.
Mother went door to door, bowing and begging her former society friends to lend her money.
She used it to hire a spiritual expert.
She hoped he could release my soul and cleanse the lingering injustice.
For three days and nights, the master chanted nonstop.
Then, with great care, he lifted the final talisman and sighed.
“Your daughter said… she wants to see the sea. Put a part of her favorite thing there.”
The mother’s eyes, dulled and gray, flickered with a faint spark.
“Did she say anything else?”
“She said that in her next life… she wants to be a tree, or a bird, or even a rock.”
“She doesn’t want to be human again–it hurts too much.”
“And… she doesn’t want to be part of your family anymore.”
The light in mother’s eyes faded completely.
“Thank you, Master. I understand.”
***
Two days later…
The news reported that the former chairman’s wife had walked into the sea and ended her life. Before doing so, she had spent the night on the beach, holding my hair ribbon and calling my name softly.
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In another part of the country, Jack was back online.
The man who defied power, risked everything to reveal the truth, was now a national hero.
In his livestream, he read the glowing comments pouring in.
He smiled. “I just can’t stand seeing innocent people die with no justice.”
“Have you forgotten who I am? I’m Jack–roaming the world on a backbone of righteousness!”
The audience laughed, amused by his flair.
Someone cheekily commented.
[Jack, didn’t you say you believed in science and rejected superstition? Then why did you call it injustice when that gossip mirror shattered? Isn’t that superstitious too?]
Jack shook his head.
“I just listened to my heart. I believed in the words she said before she died.”
“I believed that a warm, kind girl who only wanted love would never commit such evil acts.”
“As for the mirror…”
He smirked.
“I’m the one who smashed it.”
“Otherwise, how would I have convinced you all that something truly sinister was going on?”
“Honestly, you’re the superstitious ones–ha ha ha ha!”
[Damn it! Fooled by you again, old man!]
As the wind swept through the night, Jack paused.
He thought he heard a faint whisper.
“Thank you.”
He froze–then chuckled softly.
“And thank you. I’ve been livestreaming for years, but this is the first time I’ve had this much attention!”
‘Let’s go, brothers! Tonight, your fearless host is taking you to the most haunted women’s asylum in the country.”
(The End)
