I had just put down my phone when two familiar figures appeared at the door.
My parents had seen my story online and flown overnight to be with me.
They looked heartbroken at my empty belly.
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My mother’s eyes reddened. For the first time, she cried in front of me, “Those monsters! Hurting my daughter like this! Divorce.
We must divorce! We must make them pay!” she said.
My father’s face was also filled with rage, “No wonder his parents called us yesterday, apologizing and trying to arrange a meal.
Forget it! We’ll never associate with that family again!” he said.
That night, my parents stayed at the hospital with me.
Two days later, I was finally discharged.
I didn’t expect to see David at the entrance of my own apartment complex.
He seemed to have been waiting for me. As soon as he saw me, he rushed forward, furiously shouting, “I warned you not to
torment Ashley!” he said.
“How dare you spread rumors that made her slit her wrists and end up in the hospital! If I hadn’t discovered her in time, she might have died! You’re coming with me to apologize right now, or I’ll kill you!” he continued.
David’s face was full of anger, his fists clenched tightly.
He wanted to drag me to Ashley immediately.
In the past, I would have been heartbroken seeing him defend Ashley like this.
Now, I just found it amusing.
“I want to ask you something. How convenient that you always find her right when she’s about to commit suicide?” I said.
David paused, frowning, “Don’t try to drive a wedge between us. She’s not like you, not so malicious. I always find her because she’s long been suicidal,” he said.
I laughed, “Would someone suicidal frequently maintain social media and post selfie videos?” I asked.
