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.

a cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs were occupied, and I failed to

at my watch and grew anxious as

in front

gazing curiously at the car before me. Who’s

the car stayed put, I decided to walk down the road with my suitcase as I waited for a cab. At that moment,

defined brows slightly, and there was a hint of

upon hearing that familiar voice. When

call to inform him that I had arrived, did

why are you here?” I responded awkwardly after keeping quiet for a

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

door and got out of his car while walking toward me. He looked solemn in

that I did not

fact, I did not forget about calling him; I refused to do so instead. Since I was in a grim mood, I just wanted

back earlier, but I was afraid that you were busy, so I didn’t bother you!” I explained

with his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had a feeling

coldly, “Is

the icy tone in

did not dare to

Michael frowned and

his car immediately as I thought

around curiously. Wow, it’s so spacious and comfortable in here! Just how many

I’ll 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

atmosphere grew tense with the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if I should find

his cold and impassive face. I always felt that we had

asked, “Why did you come back earlier?

voice was

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