After politely refusing help from the police regarding my situation, I made my way home in a smug yet lighthearted mood, continuing to enjoy my blissful life without having to serve Albert or Thelma.
I looked at my radiant self in the mirror and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
In my past life, I was basically my in-laws' free caregiver. I attended to their every need, no matter day or night. I sacrificed my youth for this family. Eventually, I turned into a haggard, sickly woman.
However, all I got in return for my devotion was betrayal and deception. They'd even kicked me out of the house when I was terminally ill with stomach cancer.
Then, the bank statements showed up on my phone.
Every month, Albert and Thelma would use their ongoing "illness" to demand astronomical sums of money for their "medical expenses". And to afford their medical expenses, I worked myself to the bone and even took on three jobs every day just to make ends meet.
I could never bear to spend a single penny on myself and transferred everything I earned into their bank accounts instead.
However, in the end, all the money that they took was squandered away by Matt!
When I thought about that, a surge of intense hatred welled up inside my chest. I clenched my fists and dug my nails deep into my palms until they drew blood.
I called up the bank and withdrew all of the savings I'd put into Albert's and Thelma's accounts. Then, I used that money and cleared out everything on my Amazon wishlist. I even spent the money on all sorts of luxury items that I had always wanted but could never bear to buy.
I'd scrimped and saved for 20 years in my past life, not willing to spend anything on myself. This time, I was going to make sure that I reaped all of my rewards, and with interest this time.
Moments after their accounts were frozen, Thelma called, sobbing on the line.
"Debbie! Why did you have to be so cruel? Do you really have the heart to watch us freeze and starve to death?"
Thelma was trying to play the emotional card again, but I wasn't buying it this time.
I answered her coldly and sarcastically, "It's fine if you freeze to death. I can just throw your ashes in the trash after you've been cremated. That way, it won't end up polluting the environment after all."
After my burning remark, I hung up the phone with a cold resolve.
