My dad ground his teeth in rage.
When I finally arrived at the hospital, it was exactly as I expected.
Sarah stood on the rooftop’s edge—but she hadn’t jumped.
“Sarah, David is here. If you have anything to say, say it to him. Just don’t do anything stupid!”
Linda was crying so hard her eyes were swollen.
“Don’t provoke my daughter any further,” Robert whispered in my ear. “If she slips, I’ll come for your life.”
I walked forward.
Sarah seemed lucid for a moment, staring at me in despair as she cried, “David, why did you tell the doctor to kill our baby?”
“Everyone saw it—you’ve lost your mind. You’re not fit to be a mother.”
“I’m not insane! You refused to pay the ransom, the kidnappers tortured me because of you! It wasn’t enough that you wronged me—you also murdered your own child!”
“They asked for too much. If I had paid, I would’ve ended up broke.”
My words enraged the entire Miller family.
