[I hope my little brother will like the gift and be nice to my mother. May my wish come true.]
The wish written on every piece of paper was the same. Tears streamed down my face uncontrollably. I tried my best to cover my mouth so that no one could hear me cry.
Meanwhile, the sounds coming from upstairs grew even louder. I packed up all the luggage that belonged to me and my son and quietly left the place where we had lived for five years. Just as I was about to start embalming Alex’s body, a message popped up on my phone.
It was from Charles.
He wrote something.
[Charles O: Send some warm water to Annette. She is thirsty. And also, give her that new pink dress you have not worn yet. Besides, you’re way too ugly to look good in pink.]
[Charles O: As long as you behave and listen, the Orville Family can leave a place for you. Remember, do not challenge my wish. This is the bare minimum for you to be able to live here!]
I could not help but laugh coldly. What a good head of the Orville Family! Let us see how long he could survive once the curse took effect after I left.
I did not bother to reply.
Instead, I took out the SIM card from my phone, lit it with a lighter and threw the burning piece into the trash can. Then, I chanted a small spell and shook a little bell in my hand. Holding my son's spirit close to me, I slowly faded into the darkness of the night.
Inside the mansion, Charles grew more and more impatient as he waited for me. When I still did not show up, he decided to storm out and question me. But before he could step outside, he ran into his mother who had just arrived.
"Mum? Why are you here? Did that bitch Joanne go crying to you again? She is so shameless. I'll make her leave right now!"
Before Charles could say another word, his mother raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.
"You had no time to attend your son's funeral, but you had plenty of time to fool around with your mistress at home. Why did I ever give birth to an ungrateful son like you?"
"You are the one who should get out!"
