She would also not be eligible for adoption anymore and the threat would finally be gone.
Still … my nerves were strung too tight and as the tension drained away, I drifted into a deep, uneasy sleep.
In my dreams, I was pulled back to my previous life.
The scene of Cassandra's twisted, triumphant smile kept flashing before my eyes.
When I jolted awake in a cold sweat, the car had already arrived downstairs of our building and my daughter had hopped down the car. She was ready to go upstairs.
However, right at that moment, my phone rang. It was from the orphanage director.
“Hello. Mrs. Diana? Sorry to bother you. I just wanted to let you know that Cassandra, the girl you’ve been sponsoring, has been adopted. I thought you should hear it from us directly.”
Since I did not want to know anything about Cassandra, I just told her some brief words and then ended the call.
It looked like she had found another target after I rejected her. I just hoped that my family would not end up the same wretched way as we did in my past life.
At this point, I could not afford to care anymore.