I remained silent and did not feel like talking.

Without saying a word, I packed my stuff and left home.

 

While sitting on the bus and thinking about how my parents treated me, I was deeply upset. The way they treated Steven was worlds apart from the way I was treated. I’m not a saint and can’t tolerate such unfairness!

They are the people closest to me in the world and my everything, but they only care about Steven. Though I’m their daughter, there’s no place in their heart for me!

I was staring out at the scenery flashing past the window with a heavy heart. My eyes reddened, but I tried to keep the tears from falling as I comforted myself.

 

After so many years, I should’ve gotten used to it, shouldn’t I? So I shouldn’t be sad!

After a few hours of bumpy journey, I finally arrived at the bus terminal. I got off the bus and looked at the crowded terminal. Being alone in the crowd gave me a sense of loneliness.

I had been working in this city for so many years in order to provide my parents a better life. Yet, no matter how hard I worked to support my family, they still did not appreciate me.

 

Feeling depressed, I decided to walk home by myself instead of calling Michael.

Though Birchwood was far away from the bus terminal, I just wanted to be alone.

 

After a long walk with my suitcase, I couldn’t feel my feet at all. Totally drained of energy, I was extremely worn out.

cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs were occupied, and I failed to get one despite waiting

grew

in front

frowned, gazing curiously at the car before me. Who’s this? And why is it blocking

road with my suitcase as I waited for a cab. At that moment, someone lowered the car window and stuck his head

slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in

that familiar voice. When I saw his handsome face, my eyes widened in

Michael here? I didn’t call to inform

responded awkwardly after keeping quiet for a

come back so early? Didn’t I ask you to call

while walking toward me. He looked solemn

our eyes met, I was so flustered that I did not know how to reply to

I refused to do so instead.

afraid that you were busy, so I didn’t bother you!” I explained

For some

that, he responded coldly,

could hear the icy tone

my head and did not dare

frowned and

car immediately as I thought he

this car before. After getting into his car, I glanced around curiously.

of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of

tense with the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if

I stared at his cold and impassive face. I

struggling to find a topic, Michael broke the silence and asked, “Why did you come back earlier?

was calm

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