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“I was just telling Mom how much I love your girls,” she said sweetly. “They’ve brought so much joy into my life.”
Marcus kissed her forehead, completely blind to the evil living inside his own home.
The next morning, Coraline drove deep into the Appalachian mountains and returned with a small glass bottle filled with deadly liquid.
That night, she baked Claire’s favorite chicken pot pie.
“For the prettiest girl in the house,” Coraline cooed while serving her a poisoned slice.
Twenty minutes later, Claire collapsed in pain.
Within days, the healthy little girl became pale, weak, and violently sick.
Doctors found nothing.
Meanwhile, Patricia and Coraline celebrated privately.
“Tomorrow we increase the dose,” Coraline sneered.
Chloe never left her sister’s side.
“You’re going to get better,” she whispered, holding Claire’s hand.
One afternoon, Coraline entered the bedroom carrying fruit salad prepared specifically for Claire.
But Claire pushed the bowl away weakly.
“I don’t trust anything they give me anymore.”
Chloe frowned.
“You need to eat something.”
“You eat it then,” Claire muttered.
Wanting to comfort her sister, Chloe ate the fruit herself.
Ten minutes later, she collapsed with the exact same symptoms.
Claire stared at her in terror.
“It’s the food,” she whispered. “They’re poisoning us.”
The twins secretly overheard Patricia and Coraline later that night in the kitchen.
“We’ll finish Claire tonight,” Coraline said coldly. “Then Chloe will die from grief later.”
The girls ran back upstairs shaking with fear.
“Dad won’t believe us,” Claire whispered desperately. “We need proof.”
Then Claire remembered something important:
Coraline kept powerful prescription sleeping drops beside her cosmetics.
That evening, while Patricia distracted Marcus downstairs, the girls sneaked into Coraline’s room.
They switched the poison with the sleeping medication.
Hours later, Patricia and Coraline entered the twins’ room carrying warm tea.
“Drink this so you sleep peacefully,” Patricia smiled.
The girls pretended to obey.
Within minutes, the powerful sedative slowed their breathing and pulse so dramatically that they appeared dead.
When Marcus later entered the room to kiss them goodnight, he found both daughters motionless.
His screams echoed through the mansion.
Police and the medical examiner were called immediately.
The twins were declared dead…