"Last chance." Aana whispered hoarsly, her eyes full of grief and pain and devastation as she pointed the gun at her parents, "EXPLAIN!"
"Don't act like an i***t now." Aana's mom spluttered out the words confidently while it shook a little in fear, "There is no.. nothing to say about that accident!"
"Lier!" Aana screamed, marching ahead to dig the point of the gun on John's forehead who had suddenly gone stock still, "I know both of you very closely. I know what you did! What you have made me just to fulfill your thirst for power and money!"
The wires were hanging out of her leg, the lower area of her stomach had started burning terribly. But the physical pain was nothing in front of what was going inside her chest.
When both of them made no attempt of saying anything, Aana scoffed, he
