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

grew anxious as the

Rolls-Royce approached and stopped in front of me,

frowned, gazing curiously at the car before me. Who’s

waited for a cab.

and there was a hint of surprise in his

trembled upon hearing that familiar voice. When I saw his handsome

to inform

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

so early? Didn’t I ask you to call me after you had arrived? You refused to

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

that I did not know how to reply to such

so instead. Since I was in a grim mood,

were busy, so I

For some reason, I had a feeling he could always see through my

responded coldly, “Is this your

icy tone in his

and did not dare to

Michael frowned and glared at

so, I got into his car immediately as I thought he would be further angered if

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

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

sitting in the car, both of us kept mum. The atmosphere grew tense with the awkward silence. I looked out the

I stared at his cold and impassive face. I always felt that

to find a topic, Michael broke the silence and asked, “Why did you come back earlier? Didn’t you

was

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