"You deserve it, worth suffering. You murderer."Danas shook his head, trying to shake off what Melvin had said last night. Her husband's words made her mess up. The accusation that he gave. He didn't do it."I-I'm not a murderer," she thought as she shook her head.The knife in her hand was chopping onions."Madam, let me help," pleaded the middle-aged woman trying to take over what Danas was doing."Don't help her." A voice rang out, making the woman immediately look down."Chris, don't help me. I can do it myself," Danas refused.Danas looked at the man who had just made that sound. From the stairs, he was staring at Danas with a sharp gaze, his hazel eyes full of hatred, making Danas in the back of the kitchen grasp the knife handle tightly.Given Melvin's treatment, Danas couldn't stand what was happening; she wanted to end Melvin's accusations against her."I'm not a murderer," she said firmly. "I didn't kill like you said," he said again.Melvin, who was buttoning his sleeves,
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