When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day when they came to our house to borrow money.
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"Big brother, if you don't lend us money today, we're not leaving!"
Nora's sharp voice pierced my ears, pulling me back to reality.
I followed the sound and frowned at the sight of the three of them aggressively standing across from me.
The memory of the day we were stabbed to death flashed in my mind. They had the same expressions then as they do now.
"Nora, it's not that my brother doesn't want to help, but this whole idea of mixing pearl powder with milk and soaking in it for seven days to get white skin is just nonsense, a scam!"
"Over the years, you've nearly gone bankrupt trying to whiten Emma's skin. Is it really worth it?"
"Take my advice, stop this now before..."
My dad tried to persuade them, but their faces only darkened.
Maybe my dad's words hit too hard, or maybe Emma was too sensitive, but suddenly her tears started falling.
"Uncle, how could you say it's not worth it for my parents to care about me?"
"What can I do about having bad skin? Is it wrong that I want to be white and pretty?"
"As my family, if you don't want to help me, fine, but why stab me in the heart?"