Her parents had no money for medicine and died one after another a few months later.
The mother of the girl next door, several times before she died, dragged herself out of the yard, grabbed her arm, calling the girl's name and her son's name.
It scared her so much that she avoided the old lady whenever she saw her.
Time flew by, and several years passed.
But the scene of the girl next door lying drenched on the ground remained firmly etched in her mind.
Later, she saw many more people like that girl next door.
Clearly, if they had the courage to escape, they could have had a different life, but they didn't have the courage.
Back then, if she hadn't run away from the arranged marriage overnight, but instead behaved like that timid girl next door and followed her uncle and aunt's arrangement to marry that lame man, who knows what her life would be like now?
Everyone paves their own path in life.
