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Her Second Chance

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Parts 27
Time 4h 1m

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Then do you admit that you killed Rina Layer'' He asked me with an angry tone.

'' I didn't.'' I said clearly.

Annoyed, he put some images on the table.

My eyes opened slightly more than usual. They were images of that dead girl and I at the same place.

'' As you can see, you were at the same place last Monday, isn't that the World Autism Awareness Day celebration?''

I stood up shocked.

'' Don't you see it's all planned by someone? Who the hell took these pictures? I didn't even know this girl was there.. my little sister is autistic so we were celebrating together! '' I said angrily.

'' Talking about that, it looks more suspicious for you to be the one who discovered the 'crime scene'... Did you plan all of this.. Wait, that can"t be a coincidence right?'' I added

'' Do we know each other?'' He said smirking.All Rights Reserved

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