Stella's Memory Fragments

The third year after my sister went missing, I finally found the man who had kidnapped her.

With the help of the police, we cornered him at an abandoned dock.

After a standoff that lasted through the night, he ran out of strength and was successfully captured.

The officer told me it was all over — that my sister would be rescued soon.

But just as the suspect was being walked past me, he leaned close and said, in a voice only the two of us could hear: "She truly loved you. Until her dying breath, She begged me not to reveal that you were the one who planned all of this ."

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