Maria knelt before me, her face deathly pale. "I'm sorry, sister! I really didn't know that phone call would cause you to get lost. If I had known, I would have never told him I liked him. It was my fault, I deserve to die!"
I looked at her calmly, my eyes devoid of any emotion. After a long while, Maria gritted her teeth, rushed to the balcony and stepped out with one foot.
"Since you don't believe me, I can only prove my innocence with my death, to atone for your sins!" she threatened.
John stared intently at me. "Do you really have to do this?"
My mom, who had been so concerned for me, suddenly lost all her emotions. She looked at me with a troubled and guilty expression.
"So many years have passed. Maria didn't do it on purpose. Perhaps this was your destiny. Olivia, please forgive her. She has life too."
I looked at them quietly. Actually, I had many grievances. I wanted to tell them about the most painful year, when they kicked me because I disobeyed them and from then on, I lost my legs and could never stand again. And several unborn children were lost through extremely harmful methods. That's why I lost the ability to be a mother, that's why I was no longer fertile.