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.

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

my watch and grew anxious as the time

and stopped in front of

the car before me. Who’s

waited for a

furrowed his defined brows slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his

that familiar voice. When I

Michael here? I didn’t call to inform him that

are you here?” I responded awkwardly after keeping quiet

Didn’t I ask you to call me after you had arrived?

his car while walking toward me. He looked solemn in his pure

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

did not forget about calling him; I refused to do so instead. Since I

was afraid that you were busy, so I didn’t bother

his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had

responded coldly,

could hear the icy

my head and did not dare to

frowned

I thought he would be

After getting into his car, I glanced around curiously. Wow,

never understand the rich. A car is just a means of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of them? It’s not like they can drive it all

I looked out the window, wondering

I stared at his cold and impassive face. I

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

was

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