Episode:12The Secret.

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.I didn't leave. Adrian told me to run. That text said he was a killer. But I needed the truth. I couldn't walk away without knowing. So at 2am, I snuck into his office. The whole penthouse was dark except for the city lights coming through the windows. Files were everywhere on his desk. A big red folder said "PROJECT DANIEL" in black letters. My hands were shaking as I opened it. Inside were hospital bills, police reports, and funeral receipts. And then I saw it. A photo. Me. Age 8. Pigtails and scraped knees. Adrian. Maybe 12, tall and serious even back then. And between us, a little boy with both our smiles. Daniel. We were at the beach. Building sandcastles. Laughing. 10 years ago. We were friends. Before my family destroyed his. The door slammed behind me so hard I screamed. Adrian stood there in a wet suit, drenched from the rain. Water was dripping from his hair onto the floor. He looked exhausted and angry. "You weren't supposed to see that," he said quietly. Too quiet. "Tell me the truth!" My voice cracked. Tears were already falling. "Did you kill him? Did you hurt your own brother?" Adrian walked to the desk and picked up the photo with shaking hands. He stared at it for a long time. "Your father ran Daniel over," he said. His voice was dead. "Hit and run. Right outside his elementary school. 3pm on a Tuesday." I covered my mouth. "No..." "He paid the judge," Adrian continued. "Paid the cops. Paid everyone. Daniel died 3 days later in the hospital. Alone." The room started spinning. "No... my dad would never... he said "Your father ran Daniel over," he said. "Hit and run. Rightt
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