After that, she pulled out a lighter and set the curtains on fire. The moment I saw the flames shoot up, the colour drained from my face. I dragged my broken body, trying to stop her, but she kicked me hard against the bedpost. Then she ran to the door and started screaming for help. Jacob practically teleported into the room. He held Kimberly tightly, all worried. "Kimmy, what's wrong? Where are you hurt?"
My mother was right behind him. Even though she clearly couldn't see a single scratch on Kimberly, she still yelled anxiously, "Quick, get Kimmy to the hospital!"
Everyone swarmed around Kimberly. Not a single person noticed that Kimberly had slammed me hard enough to make my head bleed. Kimberly nestled in Jacob's arms, crying with wide, scared eyes. "Jacob, I was just worried that my sister was upset, so I came to comfort her. But she said since her face was ruined, I don't deserve to wear a pretty wedding dress either. Then, she started a fire, saying she'd burn me beyond recognition, too. I was so scared..."