She hurriedly struggled loose of the car and dragged her brother out. The car then burned down completely.
She passed out from her dire injuries right after.
She regained consciousness to a few minor injuries and to her younger brother missing.
Her mother was eventually pronounced dead.
With the coroner's report in one hand and her broken arm in the other, she watched her mother be pushed to the cold morgue. She followed woodenly behind without shedding a single tear.
She seemed to forget how to cry.
Her mother did not have any friends when she was alive, so her funeral was hastily arranged by a few good Samaritans who had taken pity on her.
She forgot how she had endured through the subsequent month in a hospital.
Her heart had turned numb at that point. Still, she only fully realized that she would be alone from then onward on the day of her hospital discharge.
Other than a piece of jade, she had nothing of her mother.
