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

watch and grew anxious

Rolls-Royce approached and stopped in front of

me. Who’s this? And why is

for a cab. At

slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his

that familiar voice. When

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

why are you here?” I responded

early? Didn’t I ask you to call me after you had arrived? You refused to listen,

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

flustered that I

I did not forget about calling him; I refused to do so instead. Since

you were busy,

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

that, he responded coldly, “Is this your

icy tone

did not dare to look him in the

frowned and glared

car immediately as I thought he would be further angered

After getting into his car, I glanced around curiously. Wow, it’s so

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 together at the

kept mum. The atmosphere grew tense with the awkward silence. I looked out the window,

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

struggling to find a topic, Michael broke the silence and asked, “Why did you come

was

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