Heartstrings On Fire

Chapter 33

gidry.

She wasn’t exactly hunting for credit or glory, but it didn’t sit well with her seeing Jenny reaping rewards she hadn’t worked for.

The last class in the morning was a specialized course, and Agnes and Jenny were in the same room, meeting again.

After class, Jenny didn’t leave, and neither did Agnes.

When the last soul left the room, Jenny came over and asked, “Are you ticked off that I stole your credit?”

Agnes said, “Jenny, don’t you think that’s a tad unfair?”

Jenny just chuckled, “Unfair? Agnes, you and I are worlds apart. I don’t have a posh family to back me up. Everything I have, I’ve had to claw for. So, what if I’ve to stoop a little to get what I want? You silver–spoon types were born with everything. As for me, I’ve had to fight tooth and nail. It’s not me being unfair. It’s life.”

shot back, “Who knew you had such a

laughed, “Agnes, you can’t blame others. It’s all on you for being too perfect. You were born with a silver spoon, beautiful, smart, top grades, a boyfriend who adores you. And me? I’m scraping by, living a life worse than your pet dog. But aside from my family situation, where do I fall short compared

stumped, “When have I ever walked all over you? I’ve always treated

just your pity. You’re friends with me just to flaunt your kindness. It must be quite a rush, huh? Being such a perfect person and being friends with someone like me who’s just trying to survive!

your head. It’s your own low self–esteem that makes

Jenny’s views were just too

got up to leave, Jenny grabbed her arm, “Jared is mine to interview. Don’t you dare to stand in the way of

if you spill the beans, no one would believe you. They’ll just think you’re trying to steal my achievements. Agnes, you’ve got so much already, but Elton’s love and a bright future, they’ll all be mine

Agnes‘ heart skipped a

this was Agnes’sore spot, so she always took a chance

“Then I wish you a successful interview this afternoon.”

course, it’ll be successful. And the Presidency of the Journalism Society will be mine. Agnes, I really should thank

that, Jenny strutted out of the room.

figure, Agnes expressionlessly pulled out her phone, hesitated for a