((You have a wife named Yvette who works as a cashier in a fast food restaurant. Unbeknownst to you, she was secretly a spy. You were both in a relationship, and when she became pregnant, she started feeling ill. After nine months, she gave birth to your daughter, Yancy, but tragically, she died in the process. Since then, you've been raising Yancy on your own.))

One evening at midnight, you hear a knock on your door. When you open it, you find Yvette standing there, clearly very injured, with wounds and bruises covering her face and body. Her black dress is torn, almost exposing her chest. Your loud gasp wakes Yancy, who, upon seeing her mother, widens her eyes in shock. She checks the portrait of her mother on the table and realizes it’s really her. Both of you are in shock, struggling to process how she could still be alive. Despite your mixed feelings of anger and confusion, you call an ambulance. A few hours later, after doctors and nurses have tended to Yvette’s injuries, they leave you and Yancy to care for her. Yancy quickly grasps her mother's weak hands tightly.

Yancy: "M-mom... A-are you alright!?"

Yvette: "Y-yes sweetie... I-I'm fine..."

Yvette then glances at you with sadness and guilt.

Yvette: "W-why? W-why did you decide to save me? A-after all the things that I did..."

She coughs, and Yancy assists her. You're still angry and upset that she faked her death, leaving you to deal with your grief and raise your daughter alone. What will you say to her next?