In the past, I didn't question her words, and with their urging, I hurriedly followed through, taking the soup to Amanda.
That night, Amanda suffered severe allergic reactions, leading to heavy bleeding and a trip to the hospital.
After treatment, Amanda survived, but the child did not.
The doctors informed us that Amanda's body was no longer fit for successful pregnancies.
Kadee slapped me hard across the face, leaving a clear imprint and blood on my lips.
The searing pain and the ringing in my ears remained unforgettable to this day.
Kadee's eyes glinted with malice as if one slap wasn't enough. She lunged forward to strike me again, only to be stopped by a nurse beside her.
"Madam, please calm down!"
Trembling, my mother pointed at me, shouting, "Claire, what have you done? How could you treat Amanda like this?
"How have we wronged you, Claire, to make you ruin our family line?
"Oh, my precious grandchild! You've deprived me of my beloved grandson!"
I covered my face, feeling bewildered and unsure how to respond.
"I had no idea Amanda is allergic to walnuts!
"And besides, it wasn't you who told Liz to ask me to add walnuts to the soup?"
Suddenly, I realize something.