The Woman From Hell

I stood not far away from her. Despite that, there was still quite a distance.

I looked up at her and let out a breath. After stabilizing my emotions, I slowly said, "Nina." I spoke very softly, afraid that I would disturb her.

Nina finally reacted a little when she heard my voice. She turned and looked at me with a smile on her lips. "Wanda, you're here too?"

"Yeah, why won't you come down?" I tried my best to keep my tone steady. I did not dare let my breathing fluctuate.

She turned around again and closed her eyes as if she was enjoying the wind on the roof. Nina pursed her lips and smiled. Then, she said, "The wind up here is so cool. It feels like it can blow away all the unhappy things and calm my heart."

"Unhappy things, what do you mean?"

"Wanda, do you think my child is looking down at me from heaven? Will they be laughing or crying when they see me like this?"

She was really depressed because of the child.

say anything, "They must be laughing. They won't cry for me. They must hate me and want

from the corners of her eye as she spoke, and

straight if I did not pay attention. I parted my lips and said to her in the softest voice, "Why would they? I believe they were a sensible child. They won't blame you. They would be able to understand

that

head. She was

about to jump off

her. However, I just

dreamt of them every night since the operation. They were covered in blood, staring at me, asking me why

think

about it because of your wild imagination. In fact, everyone understands you. You

this moment, but I could only put on a calm expression on my face. This feeling was

us more vigilant. She opened her arms like she was embracing the blue

find the right person. He will not care about your past,

I understand. I understand my situation very well. No one will