In my previous life, I gave everything I had and still never won the love of my parents or brothers. When I developed breast cancer, not one of them believed me. Not a single person came to see me before I died.
This time, if you're all going to favor your adopted daughter, then you can stay with her for good. I don't want your so-called love anymore. Don't come near me from now on, either. I've got people backing me now. If you dare mess with me again, I'll slap you into next week. After all, take one step forward and the world opens up; take one step back and you get terminal breast cancer.
