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.

stood by the roadside and wanted to hail a cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs were occupied, and I failed to get

and grew anxious as the time ticked

and stopped in front of me, letting

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

the road with my suitcase as I waited for a cab. At that moment,

there was a hint of surprise

trembled upon hearing that familiar voice. When I saw his

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

you here?” I responded awkwardly after

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

his car while

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

forget about calling him; I refused to do so instead.

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

Michael looked straight at me with his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had a feeling he could always see

responded coldly, “Is

icy tone in

lowered my head and did not dare to look him in

frowned and glared

as I thought he would be further angered if I refused him

into his car, I glanced around curiously. Wow, it’s so spacious and comfortable in here! Just how many cars does

transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of them?

with the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if I

when I stared at his cold and impassive face. I always felt that we had nothing

broke the silence and asked, “Why did you come back earlier? Didn’t you say you would come back

was calm

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