"I'll go pick them up," I said, grabbing the car keys and getting ready to leave.

My dad stopped me, saying he and my mom would go instead. It was too hot, they told me to drink more water.

I watched them walk away, feeling a mix of emotions. I silently promised myself that I'd be a better daughter from then on and never do anything to make them upset again.

But little did I know, I would never get the chance.

I leaned on the table, waiting for them, starting to feel sleepy.

Suddenly, my phone rang, startling me awake. My heart was pounding. It felt like something bad was about to happen.

I answered immediately, "Dad?"

The voice on the other end was a hurried woman's voice. "They're at Lynelle Hospital. Come quickly, the patient's condition is bad."

My mind buzzed. Before I could ask anything, the call was already disconnected.

I rushed to the hospital, accompanied by the dial tone.

I saw Sofia and instantly felt like I had found an anchor.

"Mom, what happened? Where are my parents? Where's Leo?"

She glared at me angrily, slapping me to the ground. "Leo! How dare you ask about Leo! He's in surgery right now. If anything happens to him, I'll never forgive you!"

I finally realized how serious things were. Crying on the floor, I asked, "Where are my parents?"

Sofia let out a cold sneer. "Those wretched parents of yours? They died on the spot."

My mind exploded. Sofia's words echoed in my head over and over again.

I couldn't believe it.

Not until I saw my parents' bodies.

I held their hands and pressed them against my face. They're cold and stiff. They hadn't always been like this.

That day, I cried for a long, long time.

I kept apologizing, admitting I was wrong.

"Mom. Dad.

"Please wake up. I was wrong. I was so wrong. Please wake up..."

I collapsed in front of my parents' tombstone, feeling completely lost.

How could living, breathing people end up like this?

My phone wouldn't stop ringing. I finally picked it up.

It was Sofia, screaming on the other end, "Where the hell are you? Get back here now!"

When I returned to the hospital, Leo was awake. He was lying in bed. He glared at me, saying nothing.

Where his left leg should have been, there was only flatness beneath the blanket.

At that moment, Sofia walked into the room.

Without a word, she slapped me to the floor.

A nurse finally pulled her away as she screamed, "I told you, you're a jinx! Give me back my son's leg!"