I almost dropped the laptop when the video started.
For a second, I just stared at the screen, frozen, like my brain refused to process what I was seeing.
A woman sat in front of the camera. Her face was hidden behind a plain white mask. No background. No emotion. Just stillness.
Then she spoke.
“Thomas was driving the car the night your parents died.”
My chest tightened instantly.
“He survived. They didn’t.”
For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
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