Chapter 2
As I trembled and exited the phone screen, I received a call from Cody’s mother.
“Annabell, you heartless woman, you killed my son. How am I supposed to live now?” Her harsh and sharp voice was unbearably grating.
I strained my dry throat, not knowing where to begin to explain.
Cody’s mother had never liked me.
“If I had known you had bad intentions, I should never have let you into this family!” she shouted angrily.
“Let me tell you, even though my son is gone, I won’t let you get a penny from him. Cody will be raised by our family!”
Cody had gone to find his Lena.
But 1, under the name of marriage, was trapped in this airless prison, stuck in endless quarrels.
After hanging up, her last words rang out, cold and fierce, “You have no job, no income. Sam will suffer if he stays with you. I’m coming to take him this afternoon!”
The world fell into silence for a moment, and Samson, who had been sleeping beside me, suddenly woke and began to scream.
He cried fiercely, his face turning purple, no matter how I tried to comfort him.
I mechanically tried to soothe him back to sleep, suddenly feeling so tired.
Really, so tired.
Once, I had so many dreams. How did I end up here?
The sharp cries were like knives, continuously stabbing at my eardrums, a deep, unbearable pain in my chest.
I felt cold sweat break out all over my body, and I could hardly lift my hand to pat Samson.
Finally, the world went black, and I fainted.
When I opened my eyes again, the school bell rang.
The sound seemed to come from a century ago.
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.