CHAPTER 2: THE TRUTH THEY BURIED
The room erupted.
Voices overlapped—accusations, denial, fear.
“You’re lying!” a woman screamed. “How could you possibly know this?”
The boy’s voice stayed steady.
“Because I was there.”
Silence dropped like a stone.
He described everything—the rain, the sound of metal crushing, the moment a man pulled him away before anyone else arrived.
“And he told me not to tell anyone,” the boy added. “But he left something behind.”
From his pocket, he pulled out a silver bracelet.
The entire family froze.
A woman’s breath broke.
“That… belonged to him…”
Before anyone could respond, the doors at the back of the hall slowly opened.
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A man stepped inside.
Alive.
