Hannah flashed me an 'okay' sign and immediately sent off a text.
I hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to wash my hand that Jaylan touched, then pointed outside.
Hannah stepped out, and in no time, she returned and replied, "He's left the hospital. There's someone following him, so you can relax!"
I sat back down on the bed with relief, picking up my phone to check the trending topics. Just as Jaylan had said, there had been a shocking reversal online. The internet mob that had been going after me for days had finally shifted direction.
The web was now rife with speculation about Marissa's real cause of death.
There were those clever enough to steer the conversation, saying that if Marissa could frame and harm me, it meant she must've known about the child's whereabouts. Framing me, the wife, had been her own downfall.
How about that now?
The netizens were utterly rational this time, presenting logical arguments, listing Marissa's countless transgressions, naturally exonerating me from the situation. Some attentive individuals also outlined my whereabouts, showing that I was nowhere near Goldenvale Town when the child went missing.
Were there any doubts remaining? This could confirm my alibi, clearing me of all suspicion, even faster than the police could.
I put down my phone, my eyes fixated on the ceiling, a tad irate. These netizens were really something, always ready to condemn someone, without a single soul genuinely concerned about the child.
I sighed. People could be so unpredictable!
Seeing me silent, Hannah walked over and asked, "Miss Wilburn, you're still awake? What's on your mind?"
I took my eyes off the ceiling and said to Hannah, "I wonder who could have kidnapped me? Could it be the same group that killed Marissa?"
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