Mom covered her ears. "Stop talking! I don't want to hear it!"Every word Mia said jabbed into her heart like a thousand daggers.The officer grabbed Mia and shoved her into the car before she could make matters worse.While she was being hauled away, she laughed sadistically and taunted, "Do you regret it yet? How do you feel knowing that you were the one who killed your daughter, who was always so understanding?"Mom stood rooted to the spot in shock and looked blankly at Mia. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and though her mouth seemed to move, no words came out.Then, the police grabbed a handcuff and slapped it on her wrist. Without struggling, she sullenly followed them into the car.At the police station, she confessed to her crimes and did not contest any of the evidence presented against her. While waiting for the court trial, she knocked over all of the food the police brought to her. She spent her days leaning against the wall and hardly caught a wink of sleep the ent
The day of my funeral was finally here.Mom arranged a rather grand ceremony as if to compensate for the guilt she felt.All of my family members, as well as the doctors from the hospital, were present for the funeral. They were exchanging whispers among themselves.Over the years, Mom’s blatant favoritism toward Mia and general bias against me were no secret.However, they were all familiar with Mom’s quick temper and knew better than to stir trouble for themselves, so they opted to mind their own business and watch quietly.Additionally, Dad and Dr. Videu also showed up..As soon as Dad showed up, he slapped Mom across the face as hard as he could.While I was still trying to process what happened, he said, "Somebody told me about everything that went down. I have handed the evidence to the police. Just wait till they come for you!"I had kept in touch with Dad over the years, but we hadn't met each other in a long time since he moved abroad after the divorce to further his c
I tried to speak up for Dr. Videu, but no words would come out. All I could do was agitatedly stomp my feet.Dr. Videu helped me out of the kindness of his heart. I did not want the only person who had ever shown me warmth and compassion to suffer such injustice.I thought silently to myself, 'Mom, karma will get you eventually if you do this. When the truth surfaces, you will get what’s coming to you.'She seemed to panic a little when there was no reply, even after some time passed. When I was alive, I was terrified of ignoring her messages, let alone her phone calls. I would get an earful even if I had just taken several seconds longer to respond.She turned to Mia and asked anxiously, "Mia, do you think Willow just had an ordinary brain tumor?"Mia stated confidently, "I saw her brain CT scan report. It’s just a small common tumor. You can hardly see it if you weren’t looking for it! She’ll be fine after it’s removed."It was then that I understood why Mom refused to believe
Mom became even more infuriated when she noticed how Dr. Videu, who seemed so meek only moments ago, had taken on a confrontative tone. She snapped at him, "Dr. Videu, I’m warning you now. You'd better know your place before I fire you as soon as I get back! If you get out of my sight now, maybe I’ll consider sparing you!"Dr. Videu’s words got caught in his throat. He turned around and faintly wiped his tears before leaving.I wanted to speak up for the man who had to suffer humiliation just because he tried to help me. No matter how hard I tried, no sound would escape from me, and I could only watch helplessly as he lapped around the corner before bursting into tears. I couldn’t even wipe his tears even if I wanted to.After Dr. Videu left, Mia went up to comfort Mom, "It’s fine, Mom. Don't be upset. Maybe Willow is still holding a grudge over me swooping in and taking the medical award from under her nose."Mom sighed. "What’s going to come out of someone evil like her winning t
Little did she know, her favorite daughter, Mia, was the one who ruined her future.As luck would have it, the accident was not fatal.After surgery, Mom managed to escape without becoming disabled. However, it also meant she was no longer fit to wield a scalpel and had to give up on her career as a surgeon.Fortunately, the Medical Director of the hospital was just about to retire at the time and decided to let Mom, who had the right qualifications, take over the position.However, her dream was to become a world-class surgeon. She could not possibly be content with settling down as Medical Director at such an early point in her career.Since then, she became prone to depression and would have violent fits from time to time. During these fits, she would smash everything in sight in the house, including the cookware, the refrigerator, and the television. Nothing was safe from her wrath.When Dad tried to reason with her, she refused to listen and would even attack him at times.
Mom did not bother to check on me despite my state of emergency. Instead, she was focused on consoling Mia. She even took time off from work to stay at home and be with Mia.After my death, the doctors and police called her persistently, but she hung up on them every time.A few days later, Mia told her she was too stressed out and traumatized to ever hold a scalpel again. She expressed that she wanted to go on a vacation.Mom immediately bought them tickets to Markeif.While I was alive, there had been a handful of times when I asked her to go on a family vacation together. All I wanted was to spend a few days with her.Each time, I was met with a ruthless rejection. "Don’t you realize how busy I am every day? I don’t have time to go on a vacation with you."Later, I realized she only refused because she was worried about Mia, who was in the middle of her internship. She preferred to be accessible to Mia. For years, she devoted all her time and energy to Mia, to the point where