Every breath was a shard of glass in my throat. My ribs were broken.Bloody foam frothed at my lips, staining the white marble crimson."Can't you just be quiet? Do you want to drive her insane?" My father, Victor, roared so loud the whole mansion seemed to shake.I wanted to tell him it was an accident, but my throat was full of blood. I couldn't make a sound.By the shattered glass table, my sister, Chloe, was curled into a ball, hands clamped over her ears, letting out a piercing scream."She did it on purpose! She wants to kill me! Get her away from me! Get her away!"My mother, Elena, knelt in front of her, tending to the shallow cut on her arm and cooing."It's okay, baby, it's okay. Mommy's here. She won't bother you again."I tried to lift a hand, to ask for help.But more blood foamed at my lips. Darkness was closing in.“Dad… Mom…” My voice was barely a whisper.No one looked back.My vision was blurring.Their world had shrunk to my sister, trembling by the broken table.My
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