"Oscar, please, take me to the hospital. Otherwise, my parents will really die. I beg you, please, considering how good they've been to you..."
From the day I brought Oscar home to meet my parents, they treated him like their own son and praised him all the time.
I wanted to get up and chase after them, but the driver held me down firmly on the ground, unable to move.
The antivenom that I desperately begged for was thrown in front of me.
"Take your antivenom and get out."
After saying that, he mercilessly drove away in my car.
When I arrived at the hospital, holding the antivenom, I was only greeted by two cold death certificates that needed to be signed.
My parents didn't make it.
They suffered for several hours before dying in agony.
I held eleven death certificates, crying so hard that I almost fainted.
After handling the aftermath, my tears had run dry.
In the blink of an eye, I lost all my families and friends.
My boyfriend, however, was by the side of another woman during my darkest hour.
What I didn't expect was that just as I was about to handle the follow-up matters for my families at the hospital, I ran into Oscar, who shouldn't have been here.
He was accompanied by Betty.