The Alibi Killer

al, usually accompanied by the comforting thought

icer's chilling words sliced through my w

ey and was clinging to life, her precio

orror began as my wife, Isabella, Olivia' s own mot

d lies, leaving me exposed as the pri

with her lover, Marcus, planning my downfall and casually discuss

cal care, and eventually, Isabella lured me to an alley,

h a monstrous betrayal, not just against me

truction and casually allow our daught

elong rival-leaned in to gloat, and as he adju

ire narrative, revealing Marcus as the true architect of her past 'be

phone call echoed: "Mr. Miller, your daug