Chapter 84. Betrayal

《 Shirley 》

I blinked furiously, pushing back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes, and rushed to my mother's side. The blood that had pooled beneath her body, made my stomach twist into knots; I had a strong urge to throw up.

"Mom?" I called out, my voice cracking. I shook her lifeless body as if there was still some hope, only hoping.

"She is dead," Dad let out, holding back a sob at the back of his throat.

My heart shattered into a billion shards, each more jagged and horrifically painful than the next, and I fell into an all-consuming cavernous misery. Everything lost its meaning. I felt so lost.

It was my mother, the one that gave birth to me, who took care of me for twenty-four years. The warm lap, where I rested my head after an exhausting day, was cold now. The person I caved into the most was dead.

And the one responsible for it was me. Yes, it was me. It was my mistake to bring that murderer here.

My bloodshot eyes