Proof On The Screen
Mark's face flushed red with instant frustration. He had spent months trying to build a peaceful household, and to see his daughter commit such a senseless act of destruction in front of all his friends and colleagues crushed his pride completely. He stepped over the broken glass, his fists clenched tight at his sides as he leaned down toward Lily, glaring down at her with an extremely angry facial expression.
Mark: What did you just do?! Are you out of your mind?!
Lily burst into loud, hysterical tears, her small body shaking as she clutched her chest in deep emotional distress. She could feel the judging eyes of thirty adults burning into her back, but she did not back down. She wiped her nose with her sleeve and stood her ground right beside the mess on the floor.
Lily: I was saving your life! That cake had poison in it! Your girlfriend mixed it in!
The guests let out another sharp gasp, looking back and forth between the crying girl and Vanessa. Vanessa's sweet smile vanished for a split second before she forced a laugh, shaking her head in pity as she stepped closer to Mark, placing a hand on his shoulder in a soft, comforting way.
Vanessa: Mark, please do not listen to her. She has been hostile toward me for months. She made up a horrible story just to embarrass us in front of everyone!
Lily: I am not lying! Look at this video right now!
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Lily raised her smartphone high into the air, pointing the bright screen directly at her father's face and gesturing aggressively toward Vanessa with her other hand. Mark hesitated, his breath heavy, but something in his daughter's terrified eyes made him stop. He reached out with a trembling hand and took the phone from her grip. He hit the play button on the screen as Lily pushed closer so he could see every detail clearly.
The video began playing in crisp high definition. Mark watched as Vanessa sneaked into the empty kitchen, looked around nervously, pulled the small bottle out of her purse, and carefully poured the clear liquid straight into the middle layers of the cake. The video caught her exact facial expression—cold, calculated, and completely devoid of love. Mark's breath hitched in his throat as he zoomed in on the yellow poison bottle visible on the screen, recognizing the name of the toxic rat poison chemical instantly.
