Allie stood outside Cheryl's hospital room at Ruian Hospital, her heart oddly calm despite the chaos inside.
The door was ajar, and heart-wrenching cries echoed out.
For a moment, Allie hesitated, her hand hovering near the doorframe. She didn’t know why she had come. Was it to face Cheryl? To prove her innocence? Or simply to confront the storm head-on?
She stepped into the room.
Cheryl was in bed, her face pale but contorted in fury. Nick stood at her side, his face a storm of conflicting emotions.
Behind them, Nick’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Lawson, loomed like specters of judgment.
As Allie entered, every gaze snapped toward her, filling the air with a suffocating tension.
"You murderer!" Cheryl screamed, clutching a pillow and hurling it at Allie. "Why did you do it, Allie? Why
