Chelsea looked at everyone with teary eyes and said in a soft voice, "I... I didn't mean to. I don't know how to defend myself. I can only..."
Tears streamed down her face as she spoke, and she ran towards the balcony.
"I am the sinner of all this. I might as well die to use my life to atone for Rosa..."
After saying that, she managed to climb up, faced everyone, and acted as if she was going to fall backward.
The people present reacted quickly and rushed forward to pull her back. I had to admire her. She was so scheming.
She threatened everyone with her life.
Even if the people around didn't react, she gave them enough time to do so. What was more, we were on the second floor, and there was a lawn below.
Her life wouldn't be at risk at all!
Dad held her in his arms, distressed. "Chelsea, you don't have to do anything. You're perfect. She doesn't deserve you to atone for her. You didn't do anything wrong."
Chelsea cried even more sadly, her voice softer, "But Dad, it's my fault. I should die. If it weren't for me, Rosa wouldn't have been angry with you."