Regretful Alpha Female Bestie

One stormy night, Sienna broke down in tears, hugging Kiera's already cold body. "Kiera, don't die!"

The rain slid down Sienna's face. She was soaked through, but she did not notice it at all.

Kiera had a silver dagger stuck in her chest, and the blood had stained Sienna's white shirt red.

I stood aside, numbly watching everything before me, unable to believe that this was true. When I got home in a daze and closed the door, I curled up on the ground and burst into tears. It was as if that silver dagger had pierced my chest.

Seeing me in utter grief, everyone present was puzzled.

"What's going on? She looks very sad."

"Didn't she cover up for the murderer? Why is she pretending to be a good person here?"

Kiera's father scoffed. "If it weren't for her, my daughter wouldn't have died an unexplained death. Kiera's mother has now lost her mind from missing Kiera too much. All of this is thanks to her!"

A woman with disheveled hair trembled as she made her way through the crowd and came up to everyone, muttering, "Kiera, be good. It's time to come home for dinner. Kiera, come home..."

No one could bear to watch this tragic scene, and they all accused me of being heartless.

Sienna looked ghastly. Ignoring the dark magic on me, she grabbed my neck and shouted with furious, bloodshot eyes, "Nyla, look at this! You caused this tragedy! Do you have any heart?"

Although her hand was red and swollen from the dark magic, she showed no intention of letting go. "Kiera and I considered you our best friend. We even used our own money to pay your tuition when you couldn't afford it, yet you trampled on our sincerity. You're the one who killed Kiera!"

I struggled to breathe, my eyes rolled back, and white foam began to come from my mouth.

Just as I was about to suffocate to death, the witch stepped forward and grabbed Sienna's arm. "Alpha Female, if she dies, the memories will also disappear, and then you'll never know the truth."

Hearing this, the bloodthirsty Sienna finally calmed down. Her tears fell like broken pearls as her eyes filled with despair and struggle.

Kiera's death was her forever pain. It was like the lingering dampness after a storm. That night, Kiera was not the only one who died; the soul of an optimistic and cheerful girl also went to hell with her.

Sienna wiped away her tears hastily and glared at me fiercely, "Nyla, I won't spare you. When the murderer is found, I'll make sure you go to hell with him."

The witch intensified her dark magic, and a sharp pain swept through my body.

"Ah..." As I screamed in agonizing pain, images flashed through everyone's minds. This time, there were no definite images. The memories were all over the place like shattered glass.

Sometimes it was during my school days, sometimes my childhood, sometimes even events from yesterday. However, there were no images of me facing the murderer alone that night.

Everyone became restless, overwhelmed by my memories.