Kalea's head was getting dizzy, she winced in pain while holding her head which had just been hit by the alcohol bottle that Freya was still holding. Her vision was getting blurry, Kalea's eyes widened when she saw that her palms were covered in blood from her head.
"I can't stand living like this anymore. Everyone throws me away, no one understands my condition at all!" Freya shouted more and more crazily.
Kalea tried to stand her, but her body really couldn't keep up with what she wanted. Blood continued to drip down to the floor, Kalea should have left Freya who had tortured her but she couldn't leave her mother in this condition.
"M-mom, please, please calm down," Kalea whispered, her voice getting softer because her body was getting tired, not to mention she couldn't see clearly, everything seemed blurry and shadowy. stomach, with great effort, Kalea tried to get up while holding back the right side of her head that kept bleeding.
