Chapter-64. My revenge

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"Doctor! Call the doctor!" Meesa howled. "My baby! My Lia! Lia! Sweety! Respond to mamma! Baby!"

Taking a knife from the table, I walked closer to Nathalia.

"What do you want?" Meesa looked at the knife in my hand, hugging Nathalia protectively.

Nathalia was partially unconscious, her breaths faint and faltering.

"My revenge," I said, my voice low and detached as I knelt beside Nathalia and reached out to check her throat.

"What are you doing? Keep your filthy hands away from my daughter!" Meesa shoved away my hand. "Don't touch her, you wench-"

With stalled breaths, Meesa withdrew her hand as I pointed the knife at her.

"Mom! That's not what you call your daughter. I guess we need to set new ground rules to become a family again, Meesa," I said, coldly peering into her soul through her eyes. "And number one, keep your hands to yourself or I will break them." I smiled. "Don't worry, I will heal them later. This has been our love language, right? Hurting and healing each other? Pretending nothing's wrong."

Petrified, Meesa looked at the knife and then at me. I wasn't joking or playing around and maybe she felt it, too.

Checking Nathalia's breaths and pulse, I made Nathalia lie flat on her back and tilted her head upwards so she could breathe better. Using the knife, I cut off her clothes across her torso. "Nathalia! Can you hear me?" I patted her cheek.

She tried to breathe through her mouth, but couldn't.

Putting the knife aside, I placed my hand on her chest, starting the CPR. Locking my mouth with hers, I gave her breaths after every thirty chest compressions.

After a while, Nathalia's eyes widened as she gasped and broke into wheezes. She frantically held her neck, taking in deep breaths.

"Lia!" Nikolai and Meesa called out to her together.

I checked her pulses and breaths again. They were returning to normal. It took her a while to regain complete consciousness and when she did-

"Mom! Mom!" Shivering and frenzied, she sat up on her own and crawled away from me to her mother.

"It looks like she doesn't have any neck injuries, but it'll be better to take her to the hospital and have her checked thoroughly," I said.

I got up, breathing heavily as I trudged towards the dining table.

Sitting on the chair, I put aside the knife and clenched my hands together, trying to ignore Meesa's and Nathalia's united sobs and Nikolai's panicked voice as he checked on his sister.

the table, I held my head in my

just wanna go back

my home, I came across Meesa's voice,

You are just like your mother - an

I shook my

change easily, do

a little tipsy because of the

be," Nikolai said, keeping his glare fixed

She wanted to talk to us.

in Nikolai's

Kid?" she chuckled. "Don't make me laugh! You were the kid who reminded me every day of how my husband cheated on me with an omega. How he made me feel insufficient and lacking just because I couldn't give him

between my fingers and tossed them aside. I really hate this fruit so

probably peering at the fruits rolling

husband and on the other she helped me bear children with her unusual medicines. Pain and happiness, it was all started by your mother. Your mother stripped

helped you-" Getting up from the chair, I turned my head to

Meesa nodded.

millions of pieces. So, I couldn't bear to let 'you' take away the rights of my children." Nikolai and Nathalia looked at Meesa just as shocked as I

giving you birth. Blame her for dying after that, leaving your burden on me! And what did my husband say? Raise my Thea as

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my dry lips. I looked into her

but I didn't deserve to become an outlet for your emotions. I understand your hatred, but..." I shut my eyes,

I just wanted a little love, a little acceptance. I just wanted to be

Holding her chest, she crumpled

into her eyes blankly, feeling

because that was the right thing to do. So I regret nothing. What you did to me was wrong.

wench!" Meesa

"Mom! Enough!" Nikolai intervened.

chuckled, swallowing the tightness

think you have hurt me, you are wrong. You just broke my body and not my spirit and now I am going to fulfill my mother's dream. I am going to become a healer and I am going to continue my studies and I am going to make my mother proud. And

was like and you worship that wench of a witch like some goddess! You

my brows, I grimaced

"Freya Plath," I said.

name? Are you sure?" she

at

theft is the worst of the worst crimes. Where does your mother stand on your moral compass now? No one knows where she came from. No one knows her name. No

and confident and maybe that is why

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