Vera Warner had no escape. Her only way to survive was to jump from the window, but now someone had brought Chloe Warner to threaten her.
Only one of them—her or her daughter—could live. How was she supposed to make such a life-or-death decision?
Vera Warner frantically took a step forward. By now, the fire in the classroom had intensified. All the desks and chairs were burning, and even the floor had become impossible to stand on. If Vera Warner were to walk back, she would be walking to her death.
Chloe Warner struggled with all her might, not wanting to put her mother in a difficult position. But with her mouth covered, she couldn't speak at all.
"Have you decided yet? Will you live, or will your daughter? If you still can't make a choice, the fire will spread here soon, and you and your daughter can die together. At least you'll have company on the road to hell!"
