Chapter 1
On my dad’s birthday, as he stood before the cake, eyes closed, making a wish, my mom leaned in and whispered something into his ear.
A man who had always cherished his life, my dad flinched at her words, then, without hesitation, stepped off the building and plunged to his death.
After his passing, the world was desperate for answers. Dozens asked my mom what she had told him in that final moment. Some even offered a million dollars to buy that one sentence from her lips. But she never spoke a word.
Not until my wedding day.
That was when she arrived, walked up to my fiancé, leaned in close, and whispered the same words into his ear.
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After my dad’s death, my mom became infamous.
A man who feared death more than anything had leaped to his end without hesitation. There could be only one explanation: whatever my mom had whispered in his ear had driven him to it.
The world wanted answers. Strangers knocked on our door, desperate to know what she had said. Even a wealthy woman, trapped in a miserable marriage, offered a million dollars just to buy that deadly sentence.
But my mom never uttered a word.
Not even under police interrogation.
In the end, she was sentenced to three years in prison for inciting others to commit suicide.
After handling my dad’s funeral, I went to see her, needing answers, needing to understand.
“Mom, what exactly did you say to Dad? Why did he do it?”
Separated by a glass window, my mom’s expression remained impassive.
“He didn’t want to live anymore. What does that have to do with me?”
Her indifference sent a chill through me. My heart ached as I swallowed down the bitterness rising in my throat.
“Dad would panic over the smallest cut. He would rush to the hospital over a scratch, terrified it might get infected.”
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“Every year, on his birthday, his wish was always the same–to live a long life, to see me get married, to meet his grandkids.”
“Tell me, Mom, why would a man like that suddenly take his own life?”
Grief clawed at my chest, suffocating me.
My dad had always been kind. His relationship with my mom had been nothing but peaceful.
So why? Why had she whispered something that pushed him over the edge?
What had she said?
My mom met my questioning gaze with a deep, unreadable look before replying coldly, “Don’t ask. Knowing too much won’t do you any.good.”
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Chapter 2
