'i slipped some sleeping medicines in my parents' food and wrote "see what you did," in red lipstick on the mirror and stuff like that one the frames on the living room,' she laughed.
'why?' he couldn't help but ask. her plan was unnecessarily dramatic.
'i want them to know they were the reason i died. i want that fact to haunt them in case afterlife doesn't exist.' she told him logically.
'i want them to wake up late tomorrow. let the police see how unbothered they are about my death.' her tone was bitter and dark, like the sky.
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