My smile froze. I shrank into the corner in fear, hugging the nest of white mice tightly in my arms. The lab workers used to look at me and the mice with the same expression.
They killed at will. Tortured at will. Countless bursts of mouse blood exploded in front of me.
Time after time, I watched the syringe pierce into my body, my eyes filled only with terror.
My whole family was stunned at first, then they all frowned, disappointment on their faces, "Why act so pitiful? Even though we had people watching you abroad for a year, we sent you money every month!"
"Look at you now, fair and clean, your skin is even better than before. Obviously, you lived well." Mom snapped. "For what you did back then, letting you test medicine for Eve was already letting you off easy. Don't put on that wronged face, I'm not falling for it!"
Dad glared at me, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Enough, Audrey! Stop embarrassing yourself! A year has passed and Eve isn't even holding a grudge. Why are you still playing the victim? Have some shame!"
"Come home with us now!" Jeff walked toward me as he spoke.