Through clenched teeth, she spat out, "How dare they hurt my brother like this?! Just throwing them in jail is too good for them! I should have had them torn to pieces and fed them to the sharks!"
Then, her tear-filled eyes turned to me. "Jayce, I’ve already called in the best specialists in the country to treat you. But... there was an accident on their way here. The soonest they’ll arrive is tomorrow."
"Don’t worry, even if it costs me everything, I’ll make sure you recover and continue developing your software."
I stared at her flawless performance, feeling numb.
My voice was weak as I asked, "Sis, will I really get better?"
"Yes," she assured me, "You will. Definitely."
Clara spoke loudly, but her eyes flickered with guilt, refusing to meet mine.
She knew all too well—after personally driving the knife into me, how could she possibly expect me to breathe again?
To pave the way for Henry, the sister who once stood before our parents’ graves, swearing to protect me for life, was the very one who pushed me to the brink of death.
And the best friend I once trusted with my life? In the end, he too chose to betray me for that manipulative adopted son.