Just as she was about to run up to me, several medical staff quickly stopped her, not letting her come any closer.
Marielle struggled wildly.
“Let go of me!”
“I want my daughter!”
“She’s my daughter!”
Her strength was astonishing. Her hands clawed desperately at the air, as if trying to grab hold of something.
But there wasn’t the slightest ripple left in my heart anymore.
Perhaps when the obsession in one’s heart is truly let go, the motherly love I once longed for the most… now seems like nothing more than this.
I suddenly let out a soft laugh.
I said it to her, and also to myself.
“Marielle.”
“From now on,”
“we’ll never see each other again.”
After saying that, I turned my head and said to Rhett,
“That’s enough. Let’s go.”
Although Marielle had lost her sanity, she clearl
