As soon as I went downstairs, I saw that the light was still on in my mom's room.
I heard the sound of someone talking on the phone inside.
"Don't worry, the poison is still working fine. Your sister will die in a month or so, and then the big villa will be yours."
My head buzzed and I suddenly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
Mom heard the noise and hurried out to check.
My breathing became difficult, but I still managed to say to her intermittently, "Mom~ Mom, help me call 911..."
Mom stood still without responding, and from the phone came the urgent voice of Peter, "Mom, pour all the medicine into her mouth quickly."
Warm tears fell on my cheeks, and I was too weak to resist.
At the moment of my last breath, I faintly heard my mother whispering in my ear.
"My daughter Monica, why are you so disobedient? Mom loves you..."
Buzzing.
The phone kept vibrating on the passenger seat.
There was no bitter taste in my mouth.
There was also no feeling of being in such pain of wishing for death when on the verge of dying.
The caller on the phone showed me the location of my hometown.
Am I reborn?
After hesitating for a moment, I answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Monica! It's Mom."