I shivered and looked at her in confusion, asking, "What are you doing?"
Linda couldn't hide the disgust on her face as she said, "This is to get rid of the bad luck on you."
After saying that, she turned around and went back into the house, leaving me shivering in the cold.
My mom quickly pulled me into the house and used a towel to dry the water off my body.
"Julia, don't be angry. Linda is pregnant. She isn't in a good mood. Please give her more understanding."
I frowned. What Linda had done to me had nothing to do with being pregnant or not.
I went to jail for her and my younger brother. She had no right to despise me.
My dad came out of the bedroom with a cigarette in his mouth.
Looking sullen, he said, "Wasn't it a five-year sentence? How come you're out in four years?"
I forced a smile, saying, "I behaved well inside, so I got one year off my sentence."
My dad seemed unhappy, glanced at me, and went back into the house.
I didn't care about his attitude as I shivered from the cold.
The weather was cold. I was only wearing a thin shirt. I couldn't bear it anymore after Linda poured cold water on me.
I walked towards my room, intending to change my clothes.