My mom had been in poor health for a long time. I had once swallowed my pride and begged Kendrick to arrange a specialist for her, but he always said it was a waste of medical resources. Later, when we fought over Rebecca, the matter was forgotten.
I never imagined that, even now, he'd try to use this to threaten me.
Feeling a mix of despair and rage, I lost all hope in him. I bent down and bit the guard's hand with all my strength, and he yelped in pain, releasing me.
Freed, I lunged for my mother's ashes, but Rebecca blocked my way.
She was pushed back two steps by my charge and accidentally stepped on my mother's ashes.
Upon seeing this, fury coursed through me.
"Alisson, I'm begging you..." Rebecca started, but I shoved her aside before she could finish.
She let out a scream, seeming to hit something as she fell.
I ignored Kendrick and Rebecca's shouts and crouched down, my hands trembling.
It had been raining for days, and the cemetery grounds were full of puddles. After Rebecca's step, the muddy water mixed with my mother's ashes.
"Mom... oh, Mom..."
I whimpered, trying to scoop up the ashes with my hands, desperately shielding them from the murky water.