Thelma took a step back. She had heard her sister say Chris was coming, so she hurriedly dragged Ava to find him. He was her father; she had been wronged, and as a father, he should seek justice for her. Knowing that Ava had bullied her like this, he should immediately divorce Susan and kick the mother and daughter out of the house. That was what she wanted.
But she didn’t expect that as her father, he not only wouldn’t seek justice for her but would even blame her. She had been drugged, slept with a stranger, and had been stabbed in the back by a friend, yet he not only didn’t believe her but thought she was making a fuss.
Ha, how ridiculous.
Anger, unwillingness, hatred seemed to calm down in an instant. She closed her eyes and, after a long time, spoke to her sister in a surprisingly calm tone, “Sister, kick them out.”
“Child, how can you say that? What do you mean by kicking us out?” Susan said, displeased.
Chris also said, “Kick us out? Where to? Aren’t you going back with us?”
“Back?” She sneered, “From now on, I have nothing to do with you. I will transfer my household registration to Brackenfield. Anyway, I’m already an adult, and I have my own house in Brackenfield. From now on, I have no ties with you.”
Chris was also infuriated, “I think your brain is broken. What nonsense are you talking? Do you want me to send you to a mental hospital?”
Thelma ignored him and turned to go upstairs. The sounds of arguing came from downstairs; it was her sister kicking them out. She returned to her room and quietly sat on the bed.
The noise downstairs gradually quieted down, and soon her sister came in, sat beside her, held her hand, and cautiously asked, “What exactly happened last night? Did Ava really drug you? Did you really…”
Thelma closed her eyes and nodded.
“Who was that person?”
“An online friend; I don’t know him.”
“Should we call the police?”
Thelma shook her head, ” Ava sent the messages using my phone; there’s no direct evidence proving she drugged me. As for that man… he’s also a victim.”
Samantha felt heartbroken and hugged her, comforting her while saying, “Don’t worry, I won’t let them go.”
This was the first time she had heard such harsh words from her gentle sister.
“Can you help me buy some medicine?”
Samantha was silent for a moment, “Okay.”
Samantha bought her emergency contraceptive pills, and Thelma took them. She walked to the window and looked out at the street. The weather was starting to warm up, and there were not many people on the street; it was already past mealtime, and the restaurant was quiet.
A gust of wind blew, lifting a leaf that landed on the windowsill. She picked up the leaf and held it up to the sunlight; the veins on the leaf became very clear. She suddenly smiled at the leaf, her smile radiant, but her gaze was cold and devoid of warmth.
She suddenly remembered how her mother had taught her to be a kind and loving person since she was young, because she said that heaven would treat kind people especially well.
But the kind-hearted her had long been angered to death.
She had always listened to her mother, had been a lively, cheerful, kind, and loving child. So when she saw that little boy trapped in the fire, she thought of the drill she had done not long ago and rushed in to save him. When she saw Ava being beaten as a child, she couldn’t help but comfort her and became good friends with her.
But… she had been so kind to save the child, her voice was ruined, she couldn’t sing anymore, yet she was still slandered as a suspect in arson.
She had always protected the friends she had, and she always thought of her good friend first. Yet when she was at her lowest and most defeated, they betrayed her, stabbing her in the back.
Look, she was so kind, yet what she received in return was others trampling her kindness into the ground.
Since kindness has no reward, then she might as well be a bad person.
The family selling breakfast would either burn to death or commit suicide; with people dead, any resentment she had would be meaningless.
But Ava, who had drugged her, was still living well.
In fact, it would be very easy for her to kill Ava. As good friends, she knew that Ava had an older male online friend, and she also knew a lot of her secrets, including some dark ones.
Ava was recently dealing with her graduate school recommendations; she wanted to go to a music academy abroad, but her theoretical grades weren’t very good. To make her grades look better, she had someone cheat for her during the final exams and give her the answers. Of course, she was smart enough to pull many people down with her, even setting up a WhatsApp group for it. However, what she did was also very risky; if someone were to betray her, she would be finished.
