Hearing this, my mother seemed to soften. "Jacob, Lily is so badly hurt; she definitely can't participate in the model competition tomorrow. Why not just let her have the surgery … "
"If she's ruined, so be it. Suppose we operate now with her vain and selfish personality, even if she can't win. In that case, she'll find a way to sabotage Kimmy. The only way to stop her is to break her spirit completely. This is for her own good. She needs to be taught a lesson."
He picked up a damp cotton swab and gently dabbed it on my cracked lips. His touch was soft, but his words cut deeper than any wound. "I promised Kimmy. She has to win this modelling contest. I won't let anyone stand in her way."
My mother let out a small sigh and turned to the doctor. "At least ease her pain. Just clean and disinfect her burns. Be gentle, don't let her suffer too much."
No one noticed how hard I was shaking as my soul had just been stabbed right through. So, it wasn't an accident after all. The fire that nearly killed me was all part of their plan. The man I loved set me up just to clear the way for Kimberly. Even my usually doting mother was an accomplice.