[The real question is, how can someone so kind have such a cold and unfair mother?]
[Exactly! How could her heart be so hard? Her daughter gives her everything, and she still treats her like this!]
[No wonder they say pitiful people can be hateful too. A mother this blindly biased, no surprise she ended up paralyzed!]
[This is unbearable. Girl, run! A mom and brother like that aren’t worth it!]
The live stream was flooded with insults. Even the reporter called me.
“This is the three-day secret live stream you asked for? Do you know how much people have been cursing you these past two days?”
“Your daughter has done everything for you. Are you trying to make people hate you on purpose?”
I looked toward my daughter in the living room, quietly tending to the wound on her hand, and said calmly, “There’s still one more day.”
“By then, you’ll understand everything.”
The next morning, my daughter came into my room right after waking up. “Mom, how are you feeling today? Do you have a better appetite?”
Her voice was soft as she checked my condition.
I stayed silent, my eyes falling on her hand wrapped in gauze, where faint blood still showed through.