I Haven't Made Up My Mind

"Mom, James... also asked me about this, but... I haven't made up my mind yet." "Is that so?" Elizabeth nodded and looked down at the quilt. After a while, she raised her head again, looked at Lydia and whispered, "I don't know what to do." Lydia said patiently, "It doesn't matter. Just say what you like. I am your mother, and we are family. You can tell me whatever you want. I just want to know what you're thinking about." Elizabeth thought for a moment, "She has done a lot of evil things indeed, and she has become more and more vicious. For example, today she showed me the divorce agreement and asked me to sign it. I felt angry and thought that she was ridiculous. But at that time, I also felt that she was crazy and a little pitiful." "But then, she tried to push me down the stairs. At that time, I was really afraid and totally panicked. It wasn't easy for me to keep this child. Later... Alas! How shall I put it? In short, my mood is a bit complicated now." "I want to ask her what sh