Chapter 1594
Just the thought of that scene made Carol''s heart ache.
"My aunt believes that if my mom hadn''t been disabled, if she hadn''t spent every day crying because
she couldn''t find us, her life would have been better. Our family wouldn''t have fallen apart, and dad
wouldn''t have moved on so quickly with a new me after she passed away."
Carol''s eyes dimmed for a moment as she spoke, then she quickly added, "But I don''t me my aunt.
None of this is her fault. If there''s anyone to me, it''s that truck that swerved into ourne."
If it hadn''t been for that truck changingnes, thedy driving wouldn''t have crashed, and mom
wouldn''t have ended up with a lifelong disability due to a steel rod piercing her leg. Dad wouldn''t have
been so frantic after getting the call about mom being in the ICU that he lost track of the kids.
It all seemed like it was written in the stars.
"How does your dad treat you?" Arabe asked softly, "Were he happy when you and your brother
came home?"
"He just broke down crying on the spot, kept apologizing to us for not taking better care of us, saying it
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was his fault we ended up alone for so many years." Carol''s smile held no trace of me; instead she
said, "He doesn''t know about Doom. We didn''t tell him."
Arabe nodded in understanding; after all, no one wanted their loved ones to live in constant fear.
"He only knows I ended up in an orphanage and then was adopted by a kind couple. Later on, I
reunited with my brother, and then Crystal suffered indecent assault for trying to save my adoptive
parents, and died because of fatal injuries."
Mentioning Crystal weighed heavily on Carol, as if a mountain of stone pressed down on her, making it
hard to breathe.
They say that Crystal, with herst breath, made her parents promise not to hurt Carol and rk.
That good-hearted girl, knowing her time was short, still used herst bit of life to protect them.
"Back then, Crystal had multiple fractures, breaks in her nerves, tendons, blood vessels, and her
organs were damaged to varying degrees. Even if she had survived, she wouldn''t have been able to
move her arms and legs freely, and there was a high chance she would have needed amputations.
Given her condition, she would''ve had to live with a catheter bag for life, never leaving her wheelchair,
being fed by someone else. For her, that would''ve been unbearable agony."
Especially she had someone she deeply loved and didn’t want him to learn that she''d been vited;
every day when waking up, she had to face herself in a wheelchair. She had always loved the arts,
especially dancing. If she lost her arms and legs, it would have been a devastating blow. With her
temperament, she truly would''ve preferred death over living like that.
"I''ll take good care of my aunt and her husband, give them morepany and attention, tofort
Crystal''s spirit in heaven."
Holding a bouquet of white roses in one hand and Arabe''s hand in the other, Carol said, "For the
New Year''s dinner, I want to visit my aunt''s house with rk. We can''t go empty-handed. They''ve seen
their fair share of jewelry over the years, and they have plenty. I was thinking of gifting something
practical. I heard there''s this craft yarn shop at the mall which is all the rage with the girls. I want to buy
some yarn and knit sweaters and scarves for them two."
"You know how to knit?" Arabe sounded surprised.
"Yeah, my adoptive parents taught me when I was little." Mentioning her adoptive parents made Carol''s
heart sink again, "Tomorrow, I''ll pay my respects to them again."
As they passed a clothing store, Arabe suddenly noticed the clothes on the mannequin bore a
striking resemnce to her own designs from a while back, about ny percent simr.
She looked inside at the other mannequin disys, the clothes they wore were incredibly simr to her
previous designs as well. She nced at the store sign - 2F? Never heard of it.