Damien
I dashed to Samantha's room and saw her with the book. She was holding the book with her bare hands. My heart thumped loudly and I yanked the book from her hands.
"Don't you ever read the books from my library!!" I yelled and I turned back to leave the room.
"Rita told me about Ma. Ziza" Samantha exhaled deeply. I paused and faced her.
"I didn't do it. I would never think about murdering anyone. I'm not that kind of person!" Her voice cracked.
"How do you expect me to believe that you are not guilty? That night you said you hate me, that is the reason why you stabbed Ma. Ziza with a silver sword! You were trying to take revenge, right? Now, you've done it. You are happy, right?"
"Why would you say such? How would you believe such a thing? Where do you expect me to get a silver
