"Yeah, Mom, look at Godmother's face. She's the one who really needs to take care of her health. Stop being so paranoid." My daughter spoke to me like a little adult, her tone scolding. "That's right, Jasmine. Stop faking illness to gain sympathy. I've told you so many times. Set a good example for your child. You can't keep lying like this," David chimed in as well. My eyes reddened, but I still managed to smile. "You really like Emma, huh, Betty? From now on, you'll be her daughter. Let your godmother be your mom." Betty's eyes lit up. "Then Mommy Emma can take me to the amusement park and to tutoring sessions!" She jumped into Emma's arms, gave her a kiss on the cheek, and started calling her 'Mommy'. Betty had not been that happy in a long time. Everything was different on this day because I let Emma become her mother. She jumped around calling Emma 'Mommy' repeatedly while David gently stroked her hair. My parents sat together, watching them with satisfaction. They looked like one big happy family. Me? I was just the extra. I turned away, wiped my tears, and quietly left the room. There was only one day left before I left this world. I did not know where to go. I unlocked my phone. The background had not changed. It was a photo of the three of us at an amusement park. That day, the sun had been shining. I stood in the middle, holding hands with my daughter and David. We were all smiling like we truly had known happiness. I drove to that very amusement park, the place from the photo. The carousel was still there, spinning round as if nothing had changed. I bought a ticket and sat on the same familiar horse. The wind blew against my face. I closed my eyes. For a moment, I could still hear my daughter's laughter… and David warning me, "Be careful." This time, no one was with me. I rode alone. A wave of dizziness washed over me. I knew death was near. I forced my eyes open, but the world grew more and more blurred. With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and used the last of my strength to dial a number I had not called in years. Ring… Ring… I could not hold on any longer. The phone slipped from my hand, and darkness consumed everything.