Stanley"I wanted to be sure."I whip my head toward Frida, who is standing by the door. She walks over to us slowly, her gaze cold."Frida," I whisper, my voice trembling.She nods, her lips set in a grim line. "I knew about Molly all along, Stanley. What did you do with her body?""What do you mean you knew about her?" I say. My head is spinning. What the hell is going on?Frida takes a deep breath and looks me in the eye. "I'm Molly's younger sister," she says finally, her eyes filling with tears.For a moment, I just stand there, too stunned to say anything. Frida and Molly were related? How had I not noticed before? "When you and Molly started dating," Frida continues, her voice shaking with emotion. "I was only six years old so I never got to know her before...before she was gone." "Six years old?" I raise my hand to stop her. "I knew you were younger, but I didn't know you were twelve years younger than me!" I groan. "Our age difference is the least of your problem now, Stan
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