I couldn’t bear the thought of her serving me forever, so I suggested she go back to school.
With tears in her eyes, she grabbed my hand and said, "Catherine, I don’t want to go to school. I just want to stay by your side and take care of you. Please don’t make me leave. Everyone has their own aspirations."
Hearing this, I never brought it up again.
She got more comfortable in my home, eating whatever she liked and never checking with me. She even used expensive gift sets worth thousands without blinking an eye.
I treated her like a sister and didn’t fuss much, only criticizing her once.
One day, she said to Patrick in my presence, "When your little brother is born, your mom will only love him and not you."
I scolded her, and she immediately apologized with red eyes, saying, "Don’t be mad. It’s all my fault. I was just joking with Patrick."
That night, obedient Patrick, catching me off guard, pushed me to the ground.
My pregnancy was already difficult, and this fall led to my abortion.
Everyone in the family urged me to let it go, but how could I, being hurt by my own son?
After I got pregnant, I often felt unwell and experienced hallucinations. This incident worsened my condition.