In the end, she didn't get the compensation she wanted and even caused the death of my beloved daughter.
I couldn't understand it.
Elisa was such a sweet child. How could she do that?
Every Christmas, Elisa would burn her little hands, giving a fresh-baked turkey to Helen's family.
She felt sorry for Kaelan because he didn't have a father, and she always invited him over to our house to play.
Even with her last breath, she held my hand and asked if she had done something wrong to upset Helen.
I regretted it.
If I hadn't helped someone like her in the first place, maybe none of this would have happened.
But fate smiled upon me.
I was reborn at this very moment.
As the elevator arrived, I sneered, "Instead of gossiping, you could have gone to pick up your son. He's already home."
Amanda, who was just about to leave, overheard this.
She held the elevator button and bent down slowly to put on her shoes. Her face was full of disdain.
"Just help them out. It's not a big deal."
I pretended to be troubled.
"You're right, Amanda... maybe you should go pick them up? I have some errands to run."
Of course, Amanda didn't agree.
She quickly put on her shoes and rushed into the elevator.
"No way, I still have to go to walk."
"Forget it, I don't need your help, I'll go myself." Helen snorted and went inside.
As the elevator door closed, Amanda started her nagging.
"What errands could you possibly have? They're a single mother and child. Just help them out.
"Don't be so selfish, doing good deeds will bring blessings to your daughter, don't you know?"
Blessings?
In my past life, I helped everyone and put up with everything, but what did I get in the end?
She chattered, and her lips moved up and down.
When Helen came to borrow food, she told me to give her more.
When Helen left her trash in front of the elevator, with leftover soup almost flowing into our apartment, she didn't clean it up.
I complained after cleaning it up, and she told me to be more generous and not to be so picky about my neighbors.
The day Elisha was hit, I cried my heart out.
She coldly told me that I couldn't even take care of a child.
But I hadn't planned on taking Elisha to the courthouse that day.
It was she who insisted on buying new clothes, and she didn't have time to pick Elisha up.
I could just drop it.
After Elisha died, Amanda burned all of her belongings without consulting me.