Why?
Tears soaked the blanket she held over her face. No matter how much she questioned herself, there would never be an answer.
She came into this world; she strives to live, and though humble, she never gave up hope.
No one cared, so she cared for herself. She intended to change her destiny and no longer live as the adopted daughter of a prostitute.
She wanted change, to live with status and dignity.
Crying exhausted her, and she could shed no more tears.
Early the next morning, Valentine Teller went to the bathroom and suddenly noticed faint bloodstains on her underwear. She was terrified and hurriedly took a taxi to the nearest hospital for a check-up.
As she took her registration slip to the clinic, a wave of nausea surged, and she rushed to the restroom to vomit again.
Her stomach was empty, so she only brought up some bile. After washing her face, she hurried to the clinic for the doctor's diagnosis.
