"It's been ten years, but the way Sarah left unwillingly is still clear in my mind. There's no way I'm going to forget that until Eleanor dies in front of me. Otherwise, I'll always do nothing but hate her.
"If it weren't for her, there was no way I'd be separated from the woman I loved. Do you know how envious I felt when I walked down the street during Christmas and saw other people's families together?"
George's words made me feel heartbroken, and I also felt icy cold all over.
It had been ten years, and I cried my innocence in front of George at first.
Later, I confessed that I had killed Sarah and just asked him to look at me.
But I failed to awaken George's love for me.
I thought, "Dad, now that you've finally gotten what you wanted, and I won't even be in the world anymore.
The last trace of Mom in this world has disappeared."
The police officers in the office gradually dispersed to check for clues. George had just finished a cup of coffee when his cell phone rang again.
"Hello, this is Wendy Foster, Eleanor's class teacher. She hasn't been to school for two days, so is there something going on at home?"
Upon hearing that, George frowned again just as he relaxed.