I didn't want any of them—Mom, Dad, or Jeremy. This time, I would only live for myself.Ever since the surgery, my health had deteriorated worse than before. Even though I continued with doing physical therapy, the loss of an organ was still severely damaging to my vitality.I wanted to live well, so I constantly sought to recover quickly. After some time, I was finally able to go outside.That day, I decided to take a walk around the garden downstairs.I knew my parents were right behind me. They didn't dare stray too far and kept me in their sights, fearing I might get hurt.They knew to keep their distance from me on a daily basis. I rejected them many times, but they didn't listen to me.Eventually, I stopped caring. After all, it had nothing to do with me.However, yet another uninvited guest arrived today—my brother, Jeremy, appeared before me. Though neatly dressed, he looked mentally tired.He bowed his head and slowly approached me. His tone was pleading as he said, "F
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