“I saw his mother buying vegetables this morning, and now she’s dead by noon. Killed by her own son—what kind of monster does that?”
“A beast, that’s what! Even animals don’t harm their own. His parents gave him everything, and this is how he repays them!”
“And his wife? Poor woman. I remember attending their wedding and eating their candy. Now he’s crippled her. What kind of evil man does this?”
I left the drugs out on the table, making no attempt to hide anything. The evidence painted a damning picture, all pointing squarely at me.
The officers turned to me, eyes burning with contempt. One stepped forward, his voice dripping with accusation.
“What was your motive? Why did you do this? They were your parents! And your daughter—just a month old! How could you?”
The weight of their questions pressed down on me, but I said nothing.
The drugs had worn off, and a searing pain shot through my body. I collapsed to the floor, curling into myself as cold sweat drenched my skin.
The officer closest to me sneered, kicking me lightly as if testing my reaction.
“Cut the act! Don’t even think about playing games with me. The evidence is airtight. Spill the truth!”
Before I could respond, another officer searching the room found something. He held up a document, his eyes scanning it quickly before freezing in place.
“This man…” he said, his voice faltering. “He has advanced bone cancer.”
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances before one voice broke through, seething with indignation:
"What does advanced bone cancer have to do with it? Not having much time left doesn’t justify killing your parents and daughter!"
Another chimed in, their tone laced with venom:
"Exactly! If he’s going to die soon, let’s just put a bullet in him now. No need to let him leave this world peacefully!"
"Anyone who murders their own family deserves the harshest punishment. A beast like him doesn’t deserve to live!"
Their accusations pierced the air like daggers, but I finally managed a weak breath and whispered:
"I plead guilty. I’ve never tried to escape or deny what I’ve done. I admit everything. I’ll even tell you my motive... but I need to see Elysia first."
The words had barely left my lips when a young officer stormed toward me, his face twisted in fury.
"You murderer! You’re in no position to ask for anything! Just tell us your motive and stop wasting time!"