The reporters crowded around me, their voices blending into a deafening roar. Camera flashes blinded me as microphones pushed toward my face like weapons.
"Tell us, Juliana—how does it feel to destroy your own family?" Delilah Silas's voice cut through the chaos, dripping with venom and triumph.
I took a deep breath, steadying myself. The corridor felt suffocating, but I refused to cower.
"I didn't push my sister," I stated firmly, loud enough for everyone to hear. The reporters fell silent for a brief moment, surprised by my calm defiance.
"She's lying!" Imogen suddenly appeared in the doorway of her hospital room, tears streaming down her perfectly made-up face. "She pushed me down the stairs! She killed my baby!"
The cameras swiveled toward her dramatic display. Cameron Johnson rushed to support his daughter, his expression a practiced blend of concern and righteous anger.
"My daughter lost her child because of this... this monster," he declared, pointing at me.
