Looking at the last line, it seemed that something was about to pop into my mind.
I flipped through the pages to find the diary I wrote before.
[Today, I asked a friend to buy several buckets of chia seeds. I will crush the apple seeds and put them in. PS: remember not to drink more than three times.]
[Coincidentally, there is dry ice at home. So I pretended to call my mother-in-law and poured some hot water as an excuse to check. I have already told Steven about the broken door lock. He is so busy that he won't fix it.]
"Could it be... I killed Rebecca?"
But I had a car accident that day. It was impossible to commit the crime.
I comforted myself like this, but the detailed modus operandi in the diary couldn't be faked.
This app was hidden in a folder. No one could see it.
I could clearly feel my heart beating so fast.
Even though my parents-in-law were very good to me, why did I do this?
I didn't sleep all night.
