"How could a child have opened the window?" The officer asked me, his voice sharp."That's what I'm wondering. I believe there was someone else in the house that day," I replied. "I need a full investigation into this, for my daughter's sake."The officer's expression hardened, and he nodded gravely. "According to protocol, before we can continue our investigation, we have to hold you for 48 hours."My nails dug into the palms of my hands. I forced myself to stay calm and think this through.By this time in my previous life, my personal information had already been plastered across the internet.The entire online world buzzed with heated discussions about the case.As expected, the overwhelming majority were condemning me, their words sharp and merciless.Meanwhile, my so-called best friend stood before the media with tears streaming down her face, putting on a show for the cameras."I'm Jasmine's best friend, and I've known her for over a decade," she sobbed, her voice quiveri
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