Aaron handed me a tissue and he asked in concern, “Are you feeling okay? Are you sick? You’re not acting like yourself today. Cassandra's just a kid so you didn’t have to go that hard on her.”
My daughter also looked at me. There was sadness and confusion on her face as she said, "You look truly terrifying today, Mommy."
I tried so hard to calm down and after I did, I stretched my arm and stroked my soft little head gently.
"Ella, listen. Although doing good deeds is important, you have to know who the person you are helping is. Some people know how to be thankful while the others ... well, they don't know how to do that, instead they might stab you in the back."
Then I said again, "You're still young ... but Ella, I hope someday you'll understand that everything I do is for our family's protection."
Seeing the confusion in Aaron's eyes, I narrated everything that had happened in my last life. However, I framed it as if it were news.
I described how a couple with a kind heart took in a child as their adopted child. However, the child betrayed them. In the end, the child murdered the whole family."
Aaron knitted his brows and said indignantly, "That’s horrible. I shouldn’t have doubted you, You’re right, Honey. I'm sorry.”
"You do have a point though. We must concentrate all our energy on Ella. After all, she is still young and deserves all the energy that we have. As for the others, they're not the concern of our family."
When I heard his support, I could finally lean my head back and close my eyes. However, deep down, an uneasiness still crept into my heart.
Cassandra was just a teenager, but she had already learned how to fake a disability. A person with that kind of scheming mind would not give up so easily.
Especially since our family had caught her notice, would she really let us go without a fight?
Thankfully, Cassandra was already a seventeen-year-old girl right now. Once, she became eighteen years old girl, the orphanage would have to kick her out.
She would also not be eligible for adoption anymore and the threat would finally be gone.
Still … my nerves were strung too tight and as the tension drained away, I drifted into a deep, uneasy sleep.
In my dreams, I was pulled back to my previous life.
The scene of Cassandra's twisted, triumphant smile kept flashing before my eyes.