Jerlina sat by the balcony and took care of the rose planter. She made sure there is no dust on a single leaf of the rose and that the bush is healthy.
Sitting on the swing, she watched the planter. It's been a while since she spent time staring at the rose planter.
"I love you, baby… I would always love you…" she muttered tracing her finger over a leaf.
Her eyes clouded thinking of this baby that lost its chance to see the wonders of the world because of the ill-intent of an evil-minded woman who cares for nothing and no one, except for herself.
Why does she hate me to this extent?
Jerlina's thought wavered to that question that possibly doesn't have a valid answer.
What would make an evil person do evil things if not for just their amusement or just for the sake of passing time? Or for someone like Emma, what would have angered her?
