Matthew collapsed into Claire’s arms. "Why won’t Joseph leave me alone? Why is he so set on destroying me? Maybe I should never come back to the Rodriguez Family. I shouldn’t have lived at all!"
Claire simply held Matthew in her arms. "Mom and Dad, just send Joseph away. As long as he stays here, Matthew will never get better."
Dad gave a serious nod. "Hurry and tell the police to take down the air cushion. Joseph would never really jump. Causing this kind of scene is exactly what he wants."
Cindy paused for a moment, then went out to speak with the police.
"Officers, please remove the air cushion. My brother was only joking, he wouldn’t actually jump."
"If we take down the air cushion, we won’t be responsible if something happens to the suicidal person."
"You don’t have to take responsibility. Joseph doesn’t have the courage to die."
Under the family’s pressure, the police finally removed the air cushion. I let out a breath of relief from above. If that cushion had stayed, I might not have died from the fall.
Claire supported Matthew and was about to point at me on the rooftop and start shouting.
Then, like a falling stone, I hit the ground right in front of the Rodriguez Family and Claire.
A loud crash echoed and blood splashed across their faces.
