Renee sorted Kaitlyn’s pills, then neatly placed them into a small pillbox for each day of the week. She poured warm water and prepared to remind her mother to take her medicine.

Balancing the cup and medicine, Renee approached the room’s doorway. She suddenly heard her mother’s hushed voice on the phone.

Kaitlyn spoke softly, her tone urgent and low as if she meant it that way.

“Is everything taken care of?

“What? She… hasn’t died?

“You all are a bunch of useless people!

“…I don’t care about that. Just make sure she doesn’t return to Centrolis!”

Renee’s heart skipped a beat. She struggled to catch the words beyond the door. She wasn’t sure who her mother conversed with on the phone, and the thought that her mother could utter such things was hard to accept.

Could it be a misunderstanding? It had to be!

She furrowed her brow as doubts gnawed at her. Her mother had been unwell and withdrawn for so long. How could she now command others to do such things?

within the

that individual… Watch her closely for me. Don’t let her

through Renee, and her

“Who’s out there?”

the door abruptly. Catching Renee’s wide-eyed gaze, she emanated

cup slipped from

icy as she demanded,

Renee’s voice trembled. “I came to give you

piece of glass had lodged itself in her foot from the shattered

“The first aid kit

aid kit isn’t in the cabinet,” Renee timidly corrected her. “Our first aid kit has always been on

softening her tone. “Renee, go tend to your wound. Give me the medicine. I’ll

“Mom…”

you want to watch

some fruits, and I’ve set up the TV show you

then

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