"Wahhh… You murderer! You killed my child! You killed my child!" Melissa cried and wailed on the ground, her voice piercing through the air.
"I… I didn't mean to," she stammered, trying to explain.
"You did it on purpose! You didn't want me to have this child!" Melissa accused, her voice filled with venom.
"I'm not as malicious as you think!" she retorted.
A crowd quickly gathered around them, murmuring amongst themselves.
She couldn't understand some of the languages they spoke, but the condemning gazes of those around her were crystal clear. She adjusted her thoughts, piecing together the situation while staring at the writhing Melissa on the ground. It suddenly dawned on her—Melissa had done this on purpose!
Melissa was framing her!
All she had done was grab Melissa's clothes wit
