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Mary looked at her daughter, who was back in the intensive care unit, and her blood boiled. "I should have let you die that year," she muttered, regretting ever showing mercy to that psychopath.
Just then, her phone beeped. Mary glanced at the message: "It is done." But she didn't feel any satisfaction. She had waited over twenty years to make this decision, but the cost was too high. Her daughter's chances of survival were already slim, and now, after the incident, they were even smaller.
"Aunty Mary!" Ray called out in horror as he noticed blood trickling from her mouth. In her plan to poison the man, she had also poisoned herself. She had worn the poison as a spray, so she breathed the same air as the man. While she had the antidote, she hadn't taken it yet. First, she wanted to be sure the man was dead; second, when she arrived at the hospital and saw what had happened, she had forgotten.