“This is all our fault as her parents. If you must take your anger out, do it on us. Beat us to death if you want—we’ll accept it.”
Ethan stood frozen, eyes red with tears.
“Brother-in-law! I won’t ask you to buy me candy anymore, okay? Just please don’t be mad at my sister.”
Their cries were so tragic it felt like they were all ready to die with me.
They loved me so much they were willing to sacrifice themselves.
Daniel pointed at them, his eyes icy as he turned back to me.
“See? Your family is breaking themselves over your foolishness. Are you really willing to drag them down with you?”
“I’m warning you one last time—if you dare harm my mother again, tomorrow I’ll make sure the entire Miller family is buried with you!”
With the Foster family’s influence, wiping out my small family was no idle threat.
Everyone was terrified for me, because one wrong move would mean no way back.
But I laughed through my tears.
I lowered the knife toward Margaret’s abdomen, my tone disturbingly calm.
“Go ahead—kill them. Then they can join me and my son in the afterlife.”
Margaret’s sobs snapped the crowd out of their daze.
Everyone thought I would wake up from this madness, but I was far too gone.