ZIVA
Immediately I stepped into the kitchen, I jumped toward the sink. Fortunately, there was a bowl of water in the sink. I dipped my finger into the water, intending to make it extinguish the burning, hot feeling.
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It didn't stop! The feeling didn't stop. I turned on the tap quickly. Allowing water to flow from the tap to my red, swelling finger, I hoped for a change.
But...
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There was no change. It intensified the feeling. To be honest, tears dropped from my eyes like it was raining tears. I couldn't control them as the pain continued.
I turned off the tap and glared at my finger with my blurry eyes. I'm only doing this for my mother’s release. Will I lose my finger for a mere object?
Footsteps echoed behind me. But why do I care? The pain I feel is enough to make
