My bad premonition intensified.
I rushed back frantically.
My parents often told me that in their generation, many of the ones fighting in wars came back with missing limbs.
They told me that when they died, they hoped to leave with intact bodies.
I always kept that in my mind.
When I arrived at the hospital, I found nothing.
"Where are they? My parents? Where are they?"
I grabbed a passing doctor and lost my mind.
He was startled before pointing upstairs.
"A transplant surgery is in progress."
I let go of him and rushed upstairs crazily, only to see two people standing side by side at the entrance of an operating room.
It was Troy and Siena.
I didn't look at them. As I was about to rush into the operating room crazily, Troy pulled me back.
"Are you crazy? They are doing a surgery inside. Do you want to harm the ones inside?"
I kicked and bit his arm crazily.
He felt pain and slapped me in the face.
Siena stood in the corner, adding fuel to the fire and saying, "Jessa, even if you are angry with me, you can't affect the surgery. My two brothers managed to have suitable donors."
"If you are angry with me, you can hit me or scold me."
"Don't blame Troy either. If it weren't for his help this time, my brothers wouldn't have been able to do a surgery so smoothly."
She came forward to help me up, but I pushed her hand away.
She took two steps back and covered her face, crying.
"Jessa."
"Jessa, are you not done yet?"
"If you dare to affect the progress of the surgery today, I will make you disappear from Chicago."
"Making me disappear?"
"Then let's die together."
They were planning to get my parents' bodies from the beginning. I couldn't help but think they were plotting against me.
After all, there would be no such coincidence in this world.
My parents had an accident. Then Siena's brothers got suitable donors.
I wondered what role Troy had played in all this.
"Troy, you are so good at scheming. From the beginning, you have been deceiving me with a show, saying that you and Siena are like siblings. And now, your sister is divorced, but you are not married."
"One is with an evil heart, and the other one is vicious. You are such a perfect match."
The lights in the operating room dimmed. Troy looked somewhere. Two bodyguard-like men lifted me.
The same scene happened.
A surgical cart was pushed out.
One represented life, and the other one represented death.