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 Her mother had been unwell and withdrawn for so long.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?

voice from within the room

individual… Watch her closely for

Renee, and her grip on the

“Who’s out there?”

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

cup slipped from her hand and

her voice icy as she demanded, “What

trembled. “I came to give you

noticed Renee’s bleeding foot. A piece of glass had lodged itself in

bandage yourself,” she said coldly. “The first aid kit is in the

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

silent for a moment before softening her tone. “Renee, go tend to

“Mom…”

you want to watch

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

paused, then

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