Back at home, the four of them sat in the living room, glaring at each other before collectively shifting their frustration onto me.

"That ungrateful girl, even in death she won't leave us in peace!"

"She wasn't our own child; how could she ever truly be on our side? Even in death, she's still trying to make trouble for us. It's so disheartening!"

"Aunt, her nature is like this. Anyone who gets close to her ends up unhappy."

At that moment, Jennifer, holding her phone, suddenly shrieked and jumped up from her chair in a panic.

"Dad, it's bad. The internet is filled with people cursing us!"

My parents quickly...