ManyWriters

My best friend sent me a wedding invitation, coincidentally for the same day as mine.
Upon closer inspection, I realized we were marrying into the same family.
However... I was marrying the older one, and she was marrying the younger one.
"Your taste is awful, how could you go for an old geezer?"
"Your taste isn't any better. At least the old man is healthy. The sickly one you're marrying might kick the bucket any day now."
After marrying in, we discovered that this family's harmonious facade masked a cesspool of filth.
It wasn't until we found hundreds of women's corpses in the basement that we realized this was all just a plot against us.

I Became My Best Friend's Stepmom

Only upon ascending did we discover the basement door firmly shut, and an ominous feeling instantly gripped my heart.


"What's going on? I don't remember us closing the basement door when we came down."


"Who shut the basement door then? It won't budge."


Melody stepped forward and pushed against the heavy basement door, but it didn't move an inch.


"Wylie... we've fallen right into his trap."


"He used us to help him kill Garrison."


"Garrison deserved to die, but Wylie's no saint either."


The temperature in the basement plummeted rapidly, and we could feel the bone-chilling cold.


I recalled Garrison mentioning a cold storage room in the basement. Could Wylie be planning to freeze us to death down here?


"I really must thank you for helping me kill this man. For so many years, I've lived under his thumb. All those women before, and not one could manage to kill him."


Chapter 10