The Woman From Hell

I looked around and found that my surroundings were pitch-black.

There were few street lights around. If it were not for the light on my cell phone, we might have to grope our way in the dark.

The prosperity and poverty of a city were directly proportional to each other. Rich people could become rich to an unimaginable degree, while poor people could be poor to an unthinkable degree.

After walking a stretch of road with Theo, we realized in hindsight that we seemed to have forgotten which direction the couple went in.

I fished out my phone and planned to give Amelia's mother a call, but before the call could connect, we heard a series of commotions not far from us.

The commotion came from behind a slightly old building. Theo lit the way with the flash on his phone. There was a path in front of us.

It was especially narrow, and only one person could pass at a time.

Theo exhorted, "Follow me and watch where you step"

nodded and crossed the path behind him

the path, we saw a small courtyard that was only a dozen square feet with a lot of things scattered

shone a light on it and saw that the ground in

as well as clothes and other miscellaneous

should thank me for not collecting storage fees from you, yet you're here asking me for money? I've never seen someone as shameless as you. Take your junk and get

earrings, and bright red lipstick. She looked

the things

and we don't have enough layers. We owe you months of rental, so you have all the right to deduct our rent from these things. Now that winter's almost

then! I'm not stopping you." The woman's face was indifferent. "Stop pretending to look miserable in front of me. I've met enough miserable people in my life. Everyone is struggling. Take your stuff away. If you can't pay rent, then don't live here. I'll find the next

down to take the clothes on the floor. Amelia's

something with

took a glance at what looked like a photo on

say