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.

by the roadside and wanted to hail a cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs were

and grew anxious as the

stopped in front of

car before me. Who’s

with my suitcase as I waited for a cab. At that moment, someone lowered the car

and there was

voice. When

to inform him that I had arrived, did

I responded

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

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

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

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

busy, so I didn’t bother you!” I explained guiltily as

at me with his piercing eyes. For some reason,

responded coldly, “Is

could hear the icy tone

my head and did not dare to look him in the

in!” Michael frowned

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

glanced around curiously. Wow, it’s

Why in the world do they need so many of them? It’s not like they can

the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if I should find a topic of conversation to ease the

cold and impassive face. I always felt that we had nothing to talk

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

voice was calm and

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