Daisie’s breath stopped. Her pupils dilated; it felt as though all the blood in her veins froze.
Her brother… her father… her mother…
Everything—the ruin of her family—had been orchestrated by Kendra from the start?!
Her rage swallowed her sanity in an instant.
“Kendra! I’m gonna kill you!” Daisie roared.
Where it came from she didn’t know, but strength surged through her. She lunged off the bed, grabbed a handful of Kendra’s hair and yanked backward with all her might.
Caught off guard, Kendra screamed and staggered, slamming into the wall.
“Ouch! Ouch! Let go! You lunatic!” she shrieked, clawing blindly at Daisie’s face.
But pain didn’t register for Daisie; she clenched Kendra’s throat, and her eyes went white with revenge.
“It’s you! It’s all you! Give me back my parents! Give me back my brother! Give me back my kidney!”
Her wound split open, blood quickly staining the hospital gown, but she didn’t care. She only wanted one thing—to drag Kendra down to hell with her!
“Help! Willard! Help me!” Kendra cried as she thrashed, her face flushing purple.
At that moment, the ward door was flung open with a violent crash.