The insulated lunch box hit my gums. My blood slowly flowed down from the corners of my mouth and stained the floor.
Benjamin threw the insulated lunch box to the ground in disgust. He revealed his disgust for me. "Are you done yet? You look like that Elizabeth died. Stop pretending. "
Olivia handed me a tissue and tried to comfort me hypocritically. "It's all my fault. I was too anxious, so I asked Dr. Harris to rush to see my mother."
Benjamin strode forward and protected Olivia behind him. "Don't take the blame on yourself. She's just looking for trouble. She thinks her mother's is more worthy than others."
I continued to eat the croissant and stuffed it into my mouth. I said, "Benjamin, do you still remember the oath you made in front of my mother's bed?"
I didn't have a father by my side. Elizabeth raised me alone. She was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis before the college entrance examination. Her condition deteriorated rapidly.
Within a few months, Elizabeth, who used to be confident and beautiful, became a paralyzed person. She could not take care of herself.
I gave up the college entrance examination and dropped out of school. I stayed at home to take care of her.