Together in Eternal Sleep
Language: en
Five years after my death, I watched with my own eyes as Jane’s childhood friend drowned our child. When the detective called Jane, she was still eating strawberries that Julian had fed her. Hearing the detective's words, she merely gave a cold laugh. "Dead? If she's dead, bury her. Why are you calling me?" Finally, she arrived at the police station, a look of impatience on her face. "You said she's dead. Where's the body?"