The third point of view :

"Tommy settle down!" Kim chided her son running around the room, becoming a distraction to her.

"But mommy, I want to play. I'm so bored because all you do all day is spend time with grandma!" he threw a tantrum.

However, that comment made Kim angry and she took offense, "Are you stupid or blind enough not to recognize your grandmother's sick?!"

"Kim, let him be," Angela interceded, "He's just a kid,"

"No! Don't point to me the way I should train my own kid...." Kim faltered when she saw the way her mom blanched from that statement and realized she shouldn't have said that.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I just lost it for a while there," She apologized with a guilty conscience. The stress was making her say things she really didn't mean to.

It wasn't easy for Kim to take care of her sick mother and also a four-year kid who wants to do everything except sit in the hospital room all day. But then, she can't divide herself into two, neither can she afford to take her son to play, leaving Angela all alone.

Sometimes, it just gets so hard she wants to sit down in a dark corner, bring up her leg to her chest, hugging her knees, and cry. What has she done to deserve all this? It was too much. Why couldn't she be happy?

But most of all, Kim was too scared to lose her mother. Angela was the only family she had left, if she dies now, she was all alone. After what she had done to Maya, it was obvious that the woman wouldn't dare to welcome her back as a family - she didn't even let them into her wedding.

What about her father? Alfred had been freaking mad when he found out the secret about Maya. She couldn't exactly blame him since Angela had hidden the truth, lied to him for twenty-four years!

Who wouldn't be angry at such a discovery? Though they didn't divorce officially, he dared Angela never to step at his door. Even though everything Angela has done was for him and the family business, he chose to abandon her.

As for her, the man withdrew her from the company even though she was his blood daughter. The company that was supposed to belong to her, her father had chosen to appoint a qualified proxy to take over.

Kim didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She had maltreated Maya because she had felt her "bastard" sister was a threat to her position, who knew that in the end, the same company she had fought tooth and nail for wouldn't even belong to her. It was disheartening and darkly comical at the same time.

Looking away, she wiped away the tears that had slipped down her cheeks - unfortunately, Angela had seen it.

"Are you crying?"

"No," She answered abruptly with a little bit of coldness.

"Seriously, talk to me Kimberly," Angela pleaded, trying to keep her face in her area of focus, however, Kim tilted her head away.

"You want me to talk to you?" Her brows raised challengingly, "You seriously want me to talk mother?"

"Kim..."

"Why did you indulge me?"

"What?" Angela's brows furrowed as she tried to comprehend what she was referring to.

"Why did you let me turn out this way!" She raised her voice on her mother for the first time in a long time. All those years, Kim hadn't said a word to her because Angela had been along with her at every step. But now, the thought of her leaving; the fears, and stress made her reach her boiling point and was ready to detonate.

"Why didn't you stop me when I turned out that way? Huh? You did this to me!" She pointed to her chest angrily, "You knew everything, the way I made living hell for Maya, the maltreatment she received from me, yet you turned a blind eye to it!"

"Kim, I -"

"Do you even know why I hated her in the first place?" she hissed, feeling the resentment she had buried for years rising to the surface.

"Because you hated Maya and when you didn't rebuke me for bullying her, I thought it made you happy and what do you expect a six-year-old to do? if not to make mama proud," she taunted her.

Tears flooded Angela's eyes and spilled down her cheeks, "I'm so sorry -"

Kim's expression suddenly changed when her mother turned pale and began to reach and she, knowing what that meant, grabbed the disposable vomit bowl and brought it to her face. Angela threw up into the fowl.

The anger Kim felt dissipated at once. No matter how angry she was, seeing her mother in that condition was more heartbreaking.

"You're getting worse," Kim noticed blood in her vomit, worsening her fears.

Angela leaned back into the pillow, squeezing her eyes shut because she felt sick, yet she said to her daughter, "Don't make it a big deal. You know I'm not going to survive this,"

"I don't want to hear that," Kim replied, getting up to her feet to get rid of the bowl.

Once in the washroom, Kim stared at her reflection in the mirror - she was a shadow of herself. She felt sick to the stomach and there were noticeable bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. Even when she hadn't been taking care of Angela, she couldn't sleep comfortably; the thought of her mother dying soon gave her sleepless nights.

"Oh God," She groaned, running her hand through her hair, ruffling it. Her head filled with thoughts felt like it was exploding and she was goddamn tired. This must be fate fuckimg with her for what she did to Maya. Yeah, she's fucked up.

After catching her breath in the washroom, she came out to see her mother resting. Their eyes met yet none of them said anything, keeping their thoughts to themselves.

It was at that moment when Kim wanted to catch her own rest that it clicked in her head, the room was too quiet which means….

"Where's Tommy?" Dread filled her as she began to search the room frantically, "Where's my son?" She almost went crazy with worry.

"I don't think he's in here. He must have slipped out when we were discussing," Angela pointed out in a weak tone.

Kim decided to search outside and rushed to open the door only for it to open revealing her son.

"Mommy!"

"ThankGod!" Kim hunched down and pulled him into her arms, relieved. She would not live if something happened to him too.

She broke away from him, "Don't try this again!" Kim rebuked him, hugging him once more before discovering they were not alone.

They must have been the one who found him, Kim surmised and glanced up to thank her savors only to stiffen.

No way.