I Killed My Brother on His Wedding DayChapter 1

After my parents died in an accident, my brother took me to live with my would-be sister-in-law’s family. Her parents took me in and provided for me. But on her wedding day, I killed her family and left my brother wishing for death. Afterwards, I quietly opened the door, allowing the bloodstains to spread unchecked. It wasn’t long before the police arrived.

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The air was thick with the metallic stench of blood, mingling with the fading aroma of freshly cooked food. The house, once brimming with warmth and joy, now stood silent except for the soft click of my footsteps.

When the police kicked the door open and rushed in, I was standing in the living room, pulling the last wedding decoration off the wall. The colorful streamers and balloons now seemed like a cruel mockery of the carnage around me.

“Hands where we can see them!” the captain barked, his voice sharp and commanding.

The sudden noise startled me and a sharp, searing pain erupted in my abdomen, forcing me to bend over. My breath hitched and I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach.