Amanda didn't seem too concerned for her daughter. She was just afraid that Lizzy might actually jump.
The villager would drown her, a mother who drove her own daughter to death, in spit.
I remained silent, tightening my coat as I walked over.
"I heard you were looking for me. What's the matter?"
Life had drained all my energy, giving my normally bland and even indifferent tone a jarring effect in this situation.
Lizzy smiled, "Auntie, you've come.
"Auntie, you look so thin."
She seemed to be genuinely feeling sorry for me.
I stared at her, asking, "Weren't you going to apologize to me?"
Blinking her eyes, Lizzy looked on the verge of tears.
"Auntie, you used to be so kind to me..."
With that, Lizzy reached out her hand as if asking me to help her up.
Seeing an opportunity to save her, Amanda forcefully pushed me from behind.
Caught off guard, I stumbled forward.
Before I could react, those hands pulled me forward abruptly.
Panicking, I tried to retreat to the shore, but Lizzy held on tightly.
"Auntie, why should you be able to escape? Why didn't you take me with you!