part 2

Carmela's body shakes violently as she sobs uncontrollably, her heart shattered by the news.

The doctors emerge from the operation room, their faces somber. "We're sorry, we did everything we could, but we couldn't save her."

The police officer asks, "Did you notice any marks on her body that would suggest foul play?" The doctor shakes his head. "No, I think it's consistent with a fall. It looks like a suicide attempt."

Carmela's grief turns to rage as she grabs the doctor's collar, her eyes blazing with anger. "You're lying! It's not the truth!"

The police officers rush to restrain her, pulling her away from the doctor. Carmela's screams echo through the hospital corridors, a heart-wrenching cry of despair. "Ahhhh, why didn't you believe me? Whyyyyy?" Her voice fades away as she's pulled further away, her body limp with grief.

The police officer's expression turns cold as he declares, "It's suicide, case closed."

Carmela's eyes flash with anger and desperation as she grabs the officer's collar. "It's not! You're lying! I know they gave you money!" The officer's face twists in annoyance, and he growls, "Shut up, you girl."

Carmela's face contorts in anguish, and she screams at the top of her lungs, "Why did you do it? The officer turns his back on her and walks away, leaving Carmela devastated. She collapses to the floor, her body wracked with sobs as she screams and cries, her grief and anger pouring out in a raw, anguished wail.

The doctor emerges, his expression dismissive. "She's psycho... I know her, it's her habit to say anything and do anything. Maybe her sister attempted suicide because of her."

Carmela's eyes widen in horror, and she lets out a loud "Nooo!" before slapping the doctor's face. The doctor's eyes widen in shock as he holds his cheek, and he tries to restrain Carmela. But she's beyond consolation, screaming and struggling against his grip. The police officer steps in, his voice firm. "If you scream here again, I'll put you in jail." Carmela's screams continue.

The police officer leaves, and suddenly a convoy of cars arrives at the hospital.

A group of men, clearly bodyguards, emerge and surround a distinguished-looking older man. He walks into the hospital, his eyes fixed on Carmela, and says her name in a cold, authoritative tone. Carmela's expression changes as she looks up at him, and she whispers, "Grandfather." The older man's demeanor softens slightly as he approaches Carmela, and he opens his arms to hug her, offering comfort. "Don't worry, I know you're strong. Don't waste your tears."

Carmela buries her face in his chest, and he holds her tightly. As they stand there, the doctors wheel her sister's body away on a stretcher. Carmela's eyes follow the stretcher, and she wipes away her tears, her face set in determination. She looks up at her grandfather and says, her voice firm, "I will never forgive them."

The grandfather's eyes lock onto Carmela's, his gaze piercing. "You know, not all light is good, and not all dark is evil." His words are laced with a deep understanding, and Carmela's eyes search his face, trying to grasp the meaning behind his enigmatic statement. The grandfather's expression is a mixture of wisdom and sorrow, as if he's sharing a truth that's been etched in his heart for a long time. Carmela's eyes remain fixed on his, her mind racing with the implications of his words.

The grandfather's hand rests firmly on Carmela's shoulder, his grip warm and reassuring. "Turn pain into power," he says, his voice low and resolute. His words are a gentle yet firm nudge, urging Carmela to channel her grief and anger into something stronger. Carmela looks up at him, her eyes searching for guidance, and the grandfather's expression conveys a sense of determination and resolve. The weight of his hand on her shoulder feels like a transfer of strength.

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