Chapter 47 Live

• I called an ambulance before I finally went upstairs.
• Out of fear, I quickly ran upstairs. Even when I am weak, I keep my position so that I do not fall. The handrail became my support. Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered the image of Hugo lying on the floor, bathed in his blood.
• I hurriedly picked up the suitcase and, trembling, picked up the clothes I had pulled out. I no longer chose the clothes I would wear. All I could think about was how to get out of this house. My hands don’t stop with the trembling. The other clothes were already stained with blood. When the suitcase was full, I closed it and jotted it down. Before I left, I washed my hands. I did not stop sobbing, especially when I passed Hugo’s body with no rescue. I wanted to hug him and help him, but anger was more prevalent in me.