When I got home with the flash drive containing the copied files, I was still in a daze, overwhelmed by the pain of seeing Toto's tragic death on the video. The next day, I took Hope's favorite flowers and Toto's favorite treats to the cemetery. But as soon as I arrived, I saw a familiar figure. Lionel was standing by Hope's grave, and when he saw me, he rushed over to where I stood. "June, I finally found you…" He grabbed my hand. "Come on. Let's go home, okay?" I shook his hand off coldly. "Lionel, didn't you see the divorce papers? It's over." Lionel shook his head, his posture so desperate it almost seemed like he was going to grovel. "No, June, I can explain. I'll make it up to you for everything. I just… I just can't lose you." I glared at him. "How did you even find this place?" Before Lionel could answer, Maisie appeared at my side. "I helped Lionel find it." Seeing Maisie again made my anger flare. I could barely control the urge to rip her apart. Maisi
Maisie was right. I didn't have any proof of Lionel's affair.But I knew Lionel well enough to understand how he worked. If he even had the slightest doubt, the smallest hesitation that something would drag him down, he would get rid of it without a second thought. And this time, it wasn't just about his ego—it was about his career.Lionel had always been selfish. He could show Maisie affection, but when it came down to it, he would always choose himself. If it came to a breaking point, he wouldn't hesitate to abandon her just to protect himself.This was the man I had loved for so many years. Only now could I truly see him for what he was. How pathetic.The next day, as expected, Lionel sent me the signed divorce papers.I was about to celebrate at home when my phone started blowing up with messages. They were links sent by my friends.[June, is she talking about you? What's going on?]I clicked on a link, and there was Maisie's tear-streaked face on a video.It looked like a
I had just come to terms with the death of my sister, Hope Marsh, when I found her dog, Toto's body. Toto was covered in wounds, her legs twisted at strange angles. Next to her lay a necklace. I picked it up, and in the pale moonlight, I saw that the diamond ring hanging from it was engraved with the letters L and M. They stood for Lionel and Maisie McBride. I gripped the diamond ring tightly, crouched down, and carefully cradled Toto's bloodied body. Her warmth still lingered, and as I stroked her fur, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. In one night, I had lost two family members. I placed Toto's body in a cardboard box, with her favorite treats and toys beside her. "I'm sorry, Toto… Go be with Hope now. She missed you so much..." I grabbed my coat and drove to Maisie's apartment. When Maisie opened the door, my already-frayed emotions shattered completely. A brief, self-satisfied smile flashed across her face when she saw me. "June? What are you doin
I saw Maisie flash me a quick, taunting smile, before quickly masking it with a look of feigned guilt."I'm sorry, Lionel… Toto was barking at the door just now, and I saw you were asleep. I thought I'd take her for a walk myself, but as soon as I opened the door, she pounced on me. I was startled, and with the hallway lights out, my condition flared up and I fainted. When I woke up, Toto was gone. She must've taken my necklace with her. I was going to look for her, but then June showed up…" Her words grew more pitiful with every sentence, tears falling onto the floor.Lionel didn't seem to notice the inconsistencies in her story, his focus entirely on her. "You had an episode again? Why didn't you wake me up?" Maisie shook her head, forcing a weak smile. "No, Lionel. You've taken care of me for so long. I can't keep troubling you…" I stood up, but a coldness slowly settled over my heart. "Lionel, do you believe her?" He didn't answer, but instinctively pulled Maisie closer
Lionel stared at me, stunned. "June, you want a divorce? Just because of a dog?" The pain shot through me in an instant, but I quickly forced it aside, my voice growing colder. "Lionel, Toto wasn't just a dog. She'd been part of my family for three years! She was also Hope's lifeline. But you ripped Toto out of Hope's life with your own hands!" Lionel's anger was evident now. He scowled, his teeth grinding as he hissed, "Fine. Fine. You'd better not regret this." I turned away, but before I could take another step, something flew through the air and sliced across my face. I blinked in shock and looked down to see what it was. It was our wedding ring. Lionel's voice echoed from behind me. "Take your ring and get lost! Don't bother coming back asking for my forgiveness!" I didn't pick up the ring and kicked it down the stairs instead. When I returned home, I sat next to Toto's lifeless body for the entire night, numb and lost. By morning, the sting on my face was still sh
Lionel stood frozen, a flash of guilt flickering across his face. He opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell.He opened the door and found Maisie standing on the other side.Surprised, he asked, "Maisie, what are you doing here?"Maisie smiled faintly. "That necklace I left with June, it's very important to me. You gave it to me back then..."She then gave me a soft, meaningful glance, her eyes speaking volumes.I didn't respond, pretending I hadn't seen it, and silently went back to packing my things.Lionel cleared his throat and stepped forward, halting my movements. "Give me the necklace."I shook my head.It was the only evidence that could prove Maisie had a hand in Toto's death.I couldn't let him have it.Lionel's patience was clearly running thin. "What do you want with that necklace?"I looked at him coldly. "It's the evidence that Maisie killed Toto. Why should I give it to you?"Maisie, standing to the side, spoke softly, "June
While Lionel was stunned, I remained surprisingly calm.He glanced at me cautiously, his voice trembling. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Did Hope's condition worsen because she couldn't find Toto?" The image of Hope in her final moments flashed in my mind. Her frail wrists were covered in scars, and she lay in a pool of blood, her face as pale as paper. Tears welled up in my eyes as I countered, "What do you think? It's been three months—three months since Maisie came back. Have you even bothered to check on Hope? You knew how much Toto meant to her, but you just didn't care!" Lionel had no words to respond, his head hanging low in silence. I couldn't help but feel disgusted. The doctor, sensing the tension, waved for Lionel to step outside. I turned away, overwhelmed by an exhaustion that seemed to weigh on my every bone. It wasn't until nightfall that Lionel returned to the hospital room. When he saw me standing by the window, he rushed over and embraced me from b