"Oh yes," she realized. And continued, "I walked further towards a room in the house, and before I knew it I saw blood gushing out from underneath the door. The sight was so disgusting that I had to push myself backwards and close my eyes. My heart accelerated to the extent that I was sure that if I wasn't a strong person then I would've suffered an heart attack. I immediately lost hold of the flask in my grip."
"Strange thoughts began occupying my mind. I was thinking that perhaps my son had decided to murder himself as he couldn't take it anymore. Or that perhaps my son had been killed by my abusive ex husband. Not being able to contain those ponderings. I scurried myself towards the door. And sluggishly opened it, and I peeped inside. Yash! I called, but no reply was given." Regina stopped to catch her breaths, then continued. Still maintaining a confidential face, not a sign of regrets or emotional break down. And this made Flower wondered about so many things.
