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 Her mother had been unwell and withdrawn for so long.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

her closely for me. Don’t

Renee, and her grip on

“Who’s out there?”

Catching Renee’s wide-eyed gaze,

slipped from

icy as she demanded, “What are you

voice trembled. “I came to give you your

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

bandage yourself,” she said coldly. “The

aid kit isn’t in the cabinet,” Renee timidly corrected

her tone. “Renee, go tend to your wound. Give

“Mom…”

to watch me

some fruits, and I’ve set up the TV show you like. You can come to watch

paused, then smiled

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