[Warning: Disturbing Content.]

"I will send you the last one, the day when Helena… took her own life…." Cerise said.

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Ding!

I opened the last screenshot that Cerise sent. I took a deep breath. This was supposed to be the day when Helena took her life, so the chat must've been heavy.

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*Helena: Kristen, I will do it now. I've been thinking about it over and over, and I feel like… what you said is true.*

*Helena: I can't live like this. My mom's abuse has been too much, and my dad is just as abusive to my mom. It's like a hell circle of who abuses who…*

*Helena: My parents aren't home. They left me alone because they're going through their divorce counseling and shit. I want to do it now*

*Kristen: Oh no, I would miss you if you died right now. Why don't you give me something to remember?*

*Helena: Something to remember?*

*Kristen: Maybe a picture or a video? Because I will miss you for a long time, and whenever I keep remembering about you, maybe you can give me a token for remembrance…*

*Helena: You… you want to see my dead body?*

*Kristen: Oh, no, dear, I don't mean it in a wrong way. I just want to see you off for the last time, remember?*

—

I checked the time difference between the last chat from Kristen, and the next reply sent by Helena had about thirty minutes time gap.

Helena must've been hesitating, but her next reply was actually a picture of Helena holding a piece of paper written:

-For my dear friend, Kristen Suite. Thank you for convincing me to end everything. I hope to see you in heaven since you're such an angel.-

In that picture, a rope already wrapped around Helena's neck, she was ready to kill herself.

The text after that showed how Kristen became anxious and terrified of the idea that she could get convicted for convincing Helena to kill herself.

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*Kristen: Helena, are you crazy!? Why are you writing out my name?! Delete that picture now. That picture will stay in your chat history!*

*Kristen: Helena? Hey, answer me! Delete that picture!*

*Kristen: Bitch, answer me now! DELETE!!!!*

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That was the last of the screenshot. Presumably, around that time, Helena had hanged herself tragically after that malicious girl convinced her to end her suffering, acting as an angel of death.

I had difficulty breathing for a moment. I didn't know Helena personally, but it was such a tragic and unfortunate way to end your suffering because she was manipulated by that evil fake bitch.

I had more questions than answers now.

First, why didn't the police caught Kristen for all the manipulation that she did?

Second, how in hell Cerise got all these hard evidences? She's not even mentioned in that chat between Kristen and Helena.

Thus, I talked with Cerise on the phone about this question:

"Cerise, how did you get all of this stuff? You know that Kristen can be charged with these, right?" I asked.

As always, there was a pause from Cerise's side until she replied, "I got it because Kristen called me. She knows that I'm Helena's neighbor and friend since we were kids, and she asked me where Helena's parents usually hide the spare key."

…

I have had this suspicious for a good while. I thought it was just my paranoia…

But Cerise was really suspicious right now. There was no way that Cerise didn't partake in tampering with the evidence.

"Cerise, don't tell me that you helped Kristen to enter Helena's house and tampering with the evidence. Because I'm sure that Helena must've been holding that paper when she hanged herself," I asked, full of suspicion.

Again, Cerise paused, then she suddenly asked me back, "You won't be mad, right? You said that you will protect me…."

No…. NO!

I didn't want her to confirm that my suspicion was real. There was no way Kristen could get out of this case easily without someone tampering with the evidence with her, acting as an accomplice.

But if her accomplice was my best friend whom I trusted enough to tell all my secrets in the previous life.

"Did you really…"

"Em, back then, Kristen was my best of the best friend. She is my savior… I know it's wrong, but I can't get her convicted because of that, right?" Cerise admitted. With her calm voice, that was really out of place for someone like Cerise.

It was something I couldn't believe.

"Yes, Em, I helped her. I helped a friend."