“Watching you suffer makes me feel good.Really good.”
“If you’re going to do something, own up to it. I admit I did this. Can you admit to your ‘crimes’?”
His shamelessness enraged me.

I hung up,calling HR to explain.
They hadn’t fired me over the posters—Ethan pulled strings.
As a doctor,his network was vast.Firing me was nothing to him.
Back at the hotel,I calmed down.
I hadn’t done it. I knew the truth would eventually prevail.
Ethan’s false accusations would backfire.

Soon,noise erupted outside.
Opening the door,I saw“Murderer!Blood for blood!”painted on it.
The manager,stern,demanded compensation.
His eyes held malice.“If you didn’t do it,why are you being targeted like this?”

“You should pay for what you’ve done.”
It was late—moving hotels wasn’t an option.
I paid,and a plan formed.
Ethan would pay for every single loss I had suffered.
Rumors grew.Someone leaked my hotel address,drawing crowds.
They gathered,cursing:
“Look at the murderer who ruined a perfect love story!”
“Open the door,coward!Are you going to hide forever?”
The hotel,overwhelmed,kicked me out.
Then police arrived,dispersing the mob.
They announced,“The alleged victim,Ms.Ward,has been found alive.”
The crowd fell silent.
Even the grumpy manager slunk away.
I followed the police to the station.
Ethan stood there,expression unreadable.
Following his gaze,I saw Emily,rosy-cheeked,slightly heavier—not a corpse.
With everyone present,Emily stammered.
The police were firm:“We found Ms.Ward at a friend’s house.”
“Sarah is innocent.The footage was a coincidence.”
As they cleared me,Emily’s eyes reddened.
She looked to Ethan for support,but he stared at me,making her panic.
“Ethan,I didn’t mean it,”she pleaded.
“I thought it’d just lead to your divorce,not all of this.”
Ethan wasn’t buying it.
He was smart; he had just been willfully blind before.
His obsession with Emily had clouded him,making him believe every word she said.
Her“death”broke him,pushing him to blame me.
Now,things were different.