I knew what should be thrown away, should be thrown away and what should be burned, it should be burned. The blazing flames were burning, just like my heart that wanted to take revenge.
My mother-in-law came at some point. She looked at me covered in blood stains, so distressed that she shed tears.
“Rebecca, it's my fault that my son was a bastard like this. I want to recognize you as my goddaughter, to make up for him and to make up for you.”
I shook my head and calmly refused. “He and I will fight to the death, Mom.”
The hatred in my eyes made my mother-in-law fall to her knees and apologize. Unfortunately, it didn't make my heart soft.
In my mind no matter how good she was to me, it was all for Benedict. Even if she knelt until the end of time, she couldn't get back the lives of my mother and my lovely son.
After I hired someone at a high price to investigate my mother’s car accident case back then, I took Eugene to church to pray together. I also personally knelt in front of Jesus and my heart asked for blessings and salvation for my son and me.
“My son, if you are given the chance to live again in the universe, make sure you find parents who love you more than I do.”