You would know that the person lying on the slab was me.
"No need. She is not qualified to know my schedule."
"You'd better call her. The criminal has not been caught yet. Tell Theresa not to run around during these days."
Jocelyn laughed sarcastically.
"No matter who is in trouble, nothing will happen to her. No one is more timid than her. I just hope she doesn't cause any trouble for me. Even if she dies, she'd better stay far away from me."
I thought, “Jocelyn, I cannot stay far away from you.
I'm right next to you.”
"After all these years, can't you still forget what had happened?"
"My mother lost her legs in order to save her, but she didn't even shed a tear or say a word. She is a demon. A cold-blooded monster like her shouldn't be alive. I feel sick every time I see those eyes that look like mine."
Jocelyn suddenly turned around and looked at me.
Had she remembered anything?
Had she recognized my eyes?
However, she looked at the iron stick next to me.
"She is only in her early twenties. If possible, I would rather have that inhuman monster lying here."
Every time Jocelyn mentioned me, she was full of hatred.
This time, I finally made her happy.
It was because the person lying there was me, her sister.
As for my mother, I felt guilty and afraid.
I didn't know how to face my mother. She had both legs amputated to save me.
Every night, I beat my legs in self-blame.
Why wasn't I the one who had the legs amputated?
Before I died, those men came to my home and wanted to see Jocelyn frequently.
They look ferocious and scary.
They were going to wait for Jocelyn on the road.
I was so scared that Jocelyn would meet them.
Therefore, I lied and said I was Jocelyn.
They didn't know what Jocelyn looked like, so they mistook me for her.
They took me into their van.
I was scared.
I thought they would, at most, teach me a lesson, but I didn't expect to be unable to come back.
Jocelyn remembered something and went out with her phone.
She went to call Tristan.
"Tristan, don't run around during these day. Be cautious all the time, OK?
"Be good. I'll buy you Lego when I get home."
The house is full of Tristan's Legos.
I wished Jocelyn could love me once.
However, she hated me. She hated me so much.
She didn't know I had died to save her.
If she knew, she must feel even more disgusted.
She would hate me to death.
Jocelyn locked herself in the room.
She changed her sketch paper one after another.