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.

cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs were occupied,

and grew anxious as the time

approached and stopped in

at the car before me. Who’s

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

there was a hint of

my heart trembled upon hearing that familiar voice. When I saw his handsome face, my eyes widened in

to inform him that I

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

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

the car door and got out of his car while walking

I

forget about calling him; I refused to do so instead. Since I was in a grim mood, I just wanted

that you were busy, so I didn’t bother

his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had a feeling he could always see through

responded coldly, “Is

hear the icy tone in his

head and did not dare to look him in the

Michael frowned

his car immediately as I thought he would be

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

the rich. A car is just a means of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of them? It’s not like they can drive it all

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

could not even say a word when I stared at his cold and impassive face. I always felt that we had nothing

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

voice was

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