The air felt thick and suffocating.

My father remained cold and indifferent on the sofa.

Ryan looked somewhat at a loss but didn't speak.

My mother stood silently for a while before finally saying, "Let's go to the police station."

They quietly dressed and drove to the precinct, the car filled with an oppressive silence.

The officer who had called greeted them.

"Please follow me this way." The officer led my mother to the morgue.

"Family members, please confirm if this is Ms. Kelly."

"...Yes."

"We have apprehended the suspect, but due to severe damage to her face, we cannot determine her identity, so we called family members in for...