Emily coughed up more blood, her eyes rolling back. She couldn't even hold my hand anymore.
"Mommy, can you tell Daddy I'm sorry I couldn't get Ms. Joseph her milkshake?"
With those words, Emily closed her eyes forever.
"Emily, wake up! Mommy can't live without you. Don't sleep!"
Despite my heart-wrenching cries, she didn't open her eyes again.
Remembering Emily's last words, I felt a wild beast gnawing away at my sanity.
I took out my phone and called Jeffrey, but he hung up on me again, and I received a message from him shortly after.
[I'm busy. Don't call and disturb me.]
I opened my Instagram and saw that Louise had just posted an update.
[Thanks to my dear neighbor, who always fulfills my whims. He drove 60 miles in the scorching heat to get me my favorite cake. I feel very happy to have you around.]
The photo showed Louise and Jeffrey with milkshakes and cakes.
Their location was tagged as Blido City.
Anger surged through me, and I trembled as I sent Jeffrey a message.
"Jeffrey, let's get a divorce!"
Then, I blocked him.