I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t risk my grandmother’s life.
Kristoff snatched my phone and smashed it into pieces. Shards of glass flew, cutting into my skin.
He looked down at me coldly. "As long as we’re here, you’ll never hurt Sandy."
I remained motionless on the ground, watching their figures disappear before the pain in my chest spread, overwhelming me.
The grievances and sorrows of two lifetimes finally erupted. I cried, wrenching sobs tearing through me.
Youthful promises had been lies.
The affection of childhood friends was nothing but a facade. Only their cruelty had ever been real.
I didn’t know how long I cried before I dragged myself back to the hospital, moving like a lifeless shell.
Fearing that Henry or Kristoff might try to harm my grandmother, I refused to leave her side for days.
During this time, only Sandy kept sending me messages.
The two of them had taken her on a trip, going bungee jumping and completing all the plans we had once made but never fulfilled.
With a trembling hand, I blocked her number.
When I lifted my head, I saw two dignified men standing by my grandmother's hospital bed. They saluted me.
“Miss Amelia, we are medics assigned by the organization. Please rest assured, while you’re away, we will ensure your grandmother’s safety and health.”
It was then I realized the time had come for me to leave.
After thanking them, I went back home. I discarded every item related to my two so-called childhood friends.
Without a glance back, I boarded the plane.
Henry and Kristoff were not my pillars of support.
For my grandmother, for the Nicolas family, I had to rely on myself to carve out a bright future.
