Sarah’s POV."Mom, are you joking?" I chuckle nervously as my hands start to sweat."It's the truth, dear," my mother replies with a somber tone and choked sobs."Don't joke like that, it's not funny at all, Mom." I let out a small, weird laugh.“...”"Mom? Hello??" I ask, but there's no response.The car screeches to a halt in front of my house, and I jump out, saying thank you to the man who helped me.As I push open the door and step inside, my eyes widen as I see my mother sitting on the floor.Her face is pale and lifeless."Mom, I'm home."My heart bounces back to the wall, but I don’t want to believe what I have heard. Because… it’s nonsense. It makes no sense, you know. I’m mad at Dad, that’s all.A gloomy atmosphere envelops the entire house. The fabulous house we have, where my dad always takes care of everything because it was what he loved to do. For him, a house is something more than a place to live—it’s where the family can have the best time together.But after all, he
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