My Daughter Helped Him Kill Me

What it’s about

In my past life, my daughter, Chloe, knew exactly how terrified I was of snakes.

Yet, she still bought one and kept it in our house. She’d watch me jump around in sheer terror, a mocking smirk plastered across her face.

My husband, Leo, just stood by and watched with cold eyes. He even claimed we needed to "respect our child's hobbies."

He eventually snuck the snake into the bathroom while I was showering, calling it "exposure therapy" to help me get over my phobia. In a blind panic, I tried to escape through the window, slipped, and fell to my death from the sixth floor.

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