Evidently
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"She didn't do it" I cried out. "I know my sister!" I slam my hands down on the cold metal table. The officer in front of me looked up, startled at my sudden outburst. "Ma'am, unfortunately we found enough evidence to rule this case a suicide. I think you should go home... It looks like you haven't slept in a while." He closes the manilla folder with my sister's case inside and rose from his seat. Anger boiled inside me. "I'm going to find the sick fuck that did this. Believe what you want but..." I look up at the ceiling to hide my emotions. "I know she would never take her life."
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Though the tragic loss of Elora rained heavily upon the Vidal family, not everyone was happy with the detective's final case statement. Farah Vidal, the beloved's younger sister, seems to disagree with the idea that her sister ended her life. This story has the answer to all her questions and doubt. Take the journey and watch the truth slowly unravels.
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