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.

wanted to hail a cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs

glanced at my watch and grew anxious

in front of me, letting out

before me. Who’s this? And

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

his defined brows slightly, and there was a hint of

that familiar voice. When

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

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

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

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

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

do so instead. Since I was in a grim mood, I

came back earlier, but I was afraid that you were busy,

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

that, he responded coldly, “Is this

could hear the icy tone

away, I lowered my head and did not dare to look him in

frowned and glared

immediately as I thought he

seen him driving this car before. After getting into his car, I glanced around curiously. Wow,

means of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of them? It’s

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

his cold and impassive face. I

topic, Michael broke the silence and asked, “Why

voice was

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