The Woman From Hell

I felt a little nervous looking at the high wall.

Gathering up my courage, I rang the doorbell.

I felt more and more nervous as I waited and stood by the door. It finally opened after a while.

"Miss Lane?"

"Is Shannon around? I'm looking for her."

"The Madam... is in, but..." the housekeeper hesitated with a strange expression on her face.

I was puzzled and asked what was wrong.

"The madam returned furious the other day and told us that she won't want to see you if you were to come." The housekeeper seemed a little embarrassed as he smiled at me apologetically. "I apologize, Miss Lane."

It was my fault that Shannon was disappointed. It was only natural that she would be mad at me.

I returned the smile. "It's okay, but please tell her that I'll be waiting for her at the door."

The housekeeper looked troubled but nodded. "Alright, please wait a moment."

for the housekeeper. Recalling the things that I had said to Shannon back then, they

housekeeper, but she was apologetic. "I'm really sorry, Miss Lane, but the madam said she

toward her at the time and Shannon's personality. She would not forgive me so easily. She had always made a clear distinction between love and

again that I'll wait for her at the

even more disappointed if I left

of what happened between you two, I believe Madam's friendship with you still exists." The housekeeper's words gave me great comfort, so I

and

the housekeeper came out again. "Miss Lane,

could finish, Shannon's voice boomed from across the door, "You should give up. I'll never

me with a helpless expression. "You heard it. Why

you're willing to see me," I shouted back

in just

small chair

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things would be much more bearable with

I went to apply for a new number and sent

fault. You can beat me and scold

was wrong. shouldn't