The Mean-mouthed Bestie and The Resentful Neighbor

When my best friend came to visit, we ran into the upstairs neighbors taking their baby for a walk.

Despite my repeated attempts to stop her, she couldn't help but make a rude comment about the baby, suggesting there might be something wrong. This led to a huge scene.

Later, the neighbors' baby was diagnosed with Down syndrome. My best friend disappeared, leaving me to deal with the aftermath.

The neighbors, vindictive and harboring resentment, poisoned my whole family, leading to our deaths.