Behind me was the cliff.
No way out.
"You should have left when we told you," Matteo said. His fingers were curled tight into his palms.
"You are ruining everything," Gianna shouted.
"You took Daddy," Alessia yelled.
"Now we take him back," Matteo said coldly.
"And avenge our mother," Lucia added.
They raised their crossbows together.
Six arrows aimed at me.
My head.
My heart.
My eyes.
My legs.
My temples.
My breath trembled. "No… please…"
In the next second, the arrows flew toward me from all directions.
"You vicious woman, today you can finally die miserably!" "Finally, we killed the murderer of our dead mother with our own hands! We have avenged our mother!" The sextuplets spoke in unison, their voices fierce, each child's face filled with the pleasure of revenge. TWANG. Pain exploded through me. And everything went black.
A low humming sound pulled me from the dark. My eyelids felt like bricks. My throat burned. My whole body… it didn't feel like mine.
I opened my eyes. Bright, white ceiling. Circular windows. A soft beeping sound beside me.
I was lying down. Strapped to tubes. A clear one in my hand. A needle in my arm. Something cold on my chest.
My heart started to race.