The 2 AM Takeout That Cost My Sister Her Life

Summary

Two in the morning, and my sister asked me to go downstairs to get her takeout.

“Zoey, you’re the best!”

“My cramps are killing me. Can you just get it for me this once? Please?”

I was about to say no, but the color was drained from her face, and she didn't look like she was faking it. I sighed and nodded.

But the moment I stepped out the door, a stream of comments flashed before my eyes!

【OMG, ZOEY, DON'T DO IT!!!】

【The delivery guy is her ex-boyfriend, Mark, in disguise! The second you go down there, he's going to stab you to death!】