TW: mention of cases and different crimes

That's not true. I won't believe that! He's not dead!

"Take back what you said, Jennifer. He's not dead, he can't be," I solemnly whispered. Depressive and heavy breaths were released in emptiness. It's too heavy on my chest and it seems like I can't handle the feeling at any time.

"Take it back!"

"My husband isn't dead yet. How can you say that to me?!" I scolded. It was as if something was blocking my throat because I couldn't breathe properly, the weight was heavy to feel. It felt like it was repeatedly and relentlessly punching my chest.

"Get him back to...