Rebecca knew she was on the brink of death.

Having weathered great hardship until her father's recovery, she had hoped for a joyous existence with her family henceforth.

Yet, fate had struck her with a bolt from the blue.

Sandra's words abruptly brought her back to harsh reality.

Without hesitation, she seized Sandra's wrist.

"Sandra, I recognize you as a benevolent soul," her eyes brimming with tears, her voice resolute.

"Therefore, I cannot ...