Chapter 7

It took nearly an hour for the ambulance to arrive.

Sophia had no external injuries but had died from asphyxiation due to a broken neck from the fall.

The surveillance footage showed her walking up to the second floor in a daze, then smiling at the camera before jumping.

It was initially determined to be suicide.

Half an hour after the body was taken away, I finally started to recover a bit and quickly went to check on Noah.

To my surprise, he wasn't crying. Maybe because he was so young, he didn't understand what death meant.

But Aunt Lucy was crying uncontrollably. Between sobs, she said, "Why did you give up?"

"If this man wasn't good enough, couldn't you have found another?"

"How foolish, so foolish."

Aunt Lucy had taken care of the mother and son for six years. In her heart, Sophia must have been like a daughter to her.

It was indeed difficult to accept this sudden loss.

The police asked some questions.

It was only then that I learned from Aunt Lucy that Sophia had been suffering from depression for a long time. Her husband's insistence on divorce had been the last straw.

The medical examiner asked Aunt Lucy to find the medication Sophia had been taking. She knelt on the ground and handed me a key, "Rachel, it's over there. You go, I'm too upset."

She pointed to the storage room at the corner of the second floor.