Chapter 100 A Conflict Of Interests

• My mother's blood-curling scream filled the entire rooftop, and I felt almost like throwing up. I turned, and she was on the floor, blood oozing out of her right leg, her hands grabbing unto it as she screamed profanities in pain.
• For a moment, I felt stuck. I watched her, wiggling around, the blood splattering everywhere, her screams and tears so evident that I felt goosebumps spread on my body.
• I was right. My dad had gotten the more merciful one.