"Leave, Brother," Matilda said.
"I won't. Do you want to destroy everything?" Niamh questioned her.
"Brother, I said leave! I don't want to hear anything at the moment. All I can think about is the slap she gave me," Matilda pronounced and looked at her bleeding hands. "She has to pay for this," she muttered.
Lady Bimson knocked on the door. Niamh asked her to come in.
"You can leave," Niamh said after Lady Bimson put the first-aid kit on the table.
Niamh went to the table and opened the kit. "Matilda, when Mother died you know how tough it was," he said and came to her. He sat beside her and held her right hand. He dabbed the cotton on it, which made Matilda hiss in pain. Niamh blew air over the wound and cleaned it.
"Why is Brother suddenly bringing our mother?" Matilda asked.
"She took a promise from me," Niamh said and took Matilda's left hand, "to take care of you."
Matilda chuckled and asked her brother to be gentle, who was cleaning the wound on her left hand.
