“My tooth…”
“Mom!”
“Sevi, my sister, ended up like this because of you. I’ll fight you to the death!”
Simon Pacheco charged at me in rage. I raised my leg and kicked him aside.
That single act ignited the fury of the Pacheco relatives. In an instant, more than a dozen people swarmed me.
Two fists could not match four hands, and within moments, I was beaten to the ground, forced to cover my head.
Moments later, bloodied and bruised, I forced myself back to my feet. I pulled out my phone to call the police, but my father snatched it away.
“What are you doing?”
“Calling the police!”
The relatives froze in panic. They had all just laid hands on me, and if the police came, not a single one of them could escape.
“Aminah, what’s wrong with you?”
Just then, Amirah suddenly collapsed, fainting on the spot. Nikolai rushed to call an ambulance and hurried her to the hospital.
After the doctor’s examination, we were told the shocking news: Amirah was pregnant.
“Doctor, abort the child.”
“You bastard, what did you say?” My father’s eyes widened in disbelief, and the relatives stared at me as though I were a monster.