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Amanda's expression twisted in an instant.Her parents got a divorce when she was still a child. Neither of them wanted her, preferring to start their own families.As a result, Amanda was raised by Grandpa and Grandma. No one in the family dared to talk about this unhappy incident in front of her.Amanda shoved me and shouted, "How dare you? I'm going to tell Aunt Vera what you said. I want you to be humiliated and ridiculed in front of everyone!""Go ahead," I said coldly.My fingers trembled even more violently.I felt like I was going to reach my breaking point soon.…Mom and I returned home after the party was over.Mom was the one who broke the silence when we made it back to our empty home."Does the back of your head still hurt?"I lowered my gaze and shook my head.Truth be told, a terrible pain lanced through the back of my head whenever I moved it.I was in so much pain, but I chose to lie. I didn't dare tell Mom that it hurt. I didn't want her to ridicule me.

I was abandoned in the freezing stairwell.The icy wind howled as it billowed down my collar, making my teeth chatter.Pain throbbed through my arm, the back of my head, and my heart, but it was nothing compared to the discomfort and stress I felt from hearing the word "ridicule".I hammered my fists on the door and screamed my apologies."I've learned my lesson, Mom! I won't do it again! Please let me in! I'll never embarrass you again. I'll never let anyone ridicule you ever again!"Mom didn't say a word.I curled up into a ball in an icy corner and listened to Mom's voice resounding from within the house."I'm so sorry, Gabriella. It's my fault for raising Claire into a greedy person who loves to lie. I'm sorry that she caused such a commotion."Aunt Gabriella immediately replied, "The gifts were with me the entire time. I didn't put them in my bag. Amanda's eyes must have been playing tricks on her. Claire didn't do anything."However, Mom ignored Aunt Gabriella's words. "

Mom didn't get angry or try to explain herself when she heard their words. She kept her head lowered and covered her face with her hands. Her shoulders were shuddering slightly.Her biggest fear was being ridiculed. She was terrified of people criticizing her behind her back.At that moment, she became everyone's topic of conversation—the woman who forced her daughter to her death because she cared too much about her reputation.That was probably the worst punishment that she could receive. A heavy blow had been dealt to the thing that she cared about the most.Amanda sat in a corner while clutching the hem of her shirt. Tears streaked down her face.Aunt Gabriella sighed as she sat next to her. She didn't scold her. Instead, she patted her back lightly.I knew that Aunt Gabriella was aware that if Amanda hadn't accused me of stealing, I might not have done something so drastic.However, it was too late now. Even if she scolded Amanda, it wouldn't change the fact that I was dead

Mom caressed the photo on the graduation certificate as she spoke. "It's all my fault. I destroyed your pride and stole your happiness."She sat there for a long time.The sun began to sink into the horizon. Its dying rays streamed through the window and bathed Mom and my photo in a golden glow.Mom slowly rose to her feet. She padded over to my desk and picked up my urn, holding it to her chest. She walked over to the window and stared at the lights in the houses in the distance."Let's go stargazing, Claire. That was your favorite thing to do in the world when you were a child."That night, Mom cradled my urn as she sat by the window and looked up at the starry sky, softly humming the lullaby that she used to sing to put me to sleep when I was a child.Many years had passed since I last heard that lullaby.The familiar melody and gentle voice were like a ray of sunshine, warming my cold spirit.…Mom seemed to slowly come to terms with reality from that day on.She began ta