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.”

“Who knew you had such a warped view of

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 to you?

stumped, “When have I ever walked all over

person and being friends with someone like me who’s just trying to survive! You must feel so noble. Agnes, admit it. You look down on me,

own low self–esteem that makes

want to argue anymore. Jenny’s

her arm, “Jared is mine to interview. Don’t you dare to stand

one would believe you. They’ll just think you’re trying to steal

Agnes‘ heart skipped a beat.

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

voice turned icy, “Then I wish you a successful interview

course, it’ll be successful. And the Presidency of the Journalism Society will be

Jenny strutted out of the room.

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