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Canvas of a Short Life Chapter 10
"I told you to stop talking!" Mom shouted.She brandished the nail gun and pulled the trigger. With a loud bang, the nail drove straight into Grayson's temple. Moments later, he stopped breathing.Mom crouched helplessly and cried in silence. She was on the edge of losing control.I walked over to her and gently patted her back. Even if she couldn't feel it, I still wanted to comfort her as much as possible.After Mom cried for a while, she suddenly raised the nail gun and aimed it at her own temple. I was stunned by her abrupt movement and hurriedly reached out to grab the gun. "No! Mom, don't!"I watched powerlessly as my hand passed right through the gun.Mom muttered to herself, "This was my fault. I treated your dad's divorce as the greatest humiliation of my life. I even cast aside my pride and knelt to beg him, yet he still insisted on divorcing me. "I chose someone who was inferior to you, thinking he would cherish you. But when a good person is kind to a monster, the m
Canvas of a Short Life Chapter 9
Mom acted as if she hadn't heard Grayson. "Why is this so difficult to sever?"She jumped up and stomped on Grayson's fractured bone, trying to break his lower leg with her body weight. After two heavy lunges, it finally separated completely.Veins bulged across Grayson's strained body. Unable to withstand the pain any longer, he lost consciousness.…Mom revived Grayson.Grayson spoke through clenched teeth. "You bitch! If you don't kill me now, I'll murder you one day. I'll make sure you die even more miserably than that whore Beatrice!"Mom ignored him entirely. She calmly found a tourniquet and bound the mangled stump tightly."Kill me! Just kill me!" Grayson shouted hysterically.Mom grew irritated. "Don't get so worked up. Look, once you shout, the bleeding won't stop."She looked troubled as she remarked, "Now, what should I do about this?"Suddenly, a spark lit up her eyes, and she clapped her hands. "Right! Cauterizing it with a hot iron will stop the bleeding!"Mom
Canvas of a Short Life Chapter 8
In a split second, Grayson's sweat soaked through his clothes. He stammered, "M-Mom, what are you trying to do?"Mom pretended to be confused. "Hmm? Can't you tell?"Grayson's breath hitched, and he swallowed hard. A pool of urine spread out beneath him.Yes, he realized it—and so did I. Without even noticing, my face was already drenched in tears.Oh, Mom… She had orchestrated such an elaborate trap. She had endured agonizing heartache to sign that forgiveness statement and forge the medical records, all to personally execute the monster who murdered her daughter.She had felt that lethal injection would be too merciful. If Grayson died quietly, she believed that my soul could never find peace. She wasn't going to let him suffer only what I endured—she wanted him to feel a pain a thousand times more intense than mine.She had prepared for this day for a long time. She renovated the house and installed thick soundproofing materials. She gathered the exact tools Grayson had used o
Canvas of a Short Life Chapter 7
Mom tilted her head playfully and gave a soft scoff. "Is that so? What if I sign a family forgiveness statement?"A sudden gust of wind howled outside, sweeping away the final withered leaf from the tree. The room fell as deathly silent as the barren branches outdoors.The police officer flew into a rage. "Grayson is going to prison even if you sign that statement!"Mom remained composed. "I'm a psychiatrist. I can prove that Grayson suffers from a severe mental illness and lacks full legal capacity."A series of faint crackling sounds echoed through the dry air. I listened intently and realized that it was the sound of my heart shattering into dust.…Mom truly was a professional. The psychiatric records she forged for Grayson were flawless. A medical report, a forgiveness statement, and testimony about infidelity allowed Grayson to swagger out of the detention center after nearly eight months of being detained.Mom went to pick him up, bringing along some sage to burn for good
Canvas of a Short Life Chapter 6
Grayson said, "You're worse than the cheapest prostitute. Your mom is the most disgusting person. Because she couldn't hold onto a decent man herself, she forced you to find someone who fails at everything."Even I felt I wasn't good enough for you in any way, but your mom insisted on making you marry me. Do you know why?"He answered his own question. "It's because your mom's such an evil bitch! She couldn't stand the thought of you living a better life than hers! It's hilarious that such a mother actually exists in this world."I wanted to argue back, but I didn't know how. All I knew was that it wasn't true. Mom would never think that way. When I was a child, she loved me so deeply.She bought me beautiful dresses and enrolled me in expensive extracurricular classes. She taught me life lessons about being upright, brave, and kind. Whenever I had a fever, she would rush home from the hospital to hold me, singing "Hush, Little Baby" to me through the night.It was clear that she
Canvas of a Short Life Chapter 5
Once Mom and Dorothy clearly saw the object on the ground, their screams erupted one after another. Both of them were nearly scared out of their minds, yet their eyes were locked on the object, unable to look away until it rolled to a stop in front of the trash bin.A severed head rested silently against the green trash bin. The face was covered in blood and grime, eyes wide, frozen in the terror of its final moments. The features had long been beaten beyond recognition.Mom trembled as she walked toward me and, in disbelief, reached out to remove the pearl earring. After she recognized it, she let out a gut-wrenching wail. Her vision went black, and she collapsed.…The overwhelming shock triggered a heart attack in Mom. By the time she regained consciousness, the investigation had already concluded. She lay in the hospital bed, staring blankly at the withered leaves outside the window.A police officer stood by her bedside, briefing her on the details of the case.He informed h
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