Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 414

The family I had longed for never once longed for me.

June 21, 2007. Monday. Drizzling.

Today, I got punished again.

The injustice and helplessness weighed so heavily on me, I started to wonder if this house had ever truly been my home.

Before I left for school this morning, I scribbled a note and left it on the kitchen table: If you don't want me here, maybe I should just go back to the orphanage.

If there's no love left, there's no point in torturing each other like this.

After all, I've gotten used to being alone. Loneliness is a lot easier to bear than the feeling of being looked down on every day.

With these tangled thoughts, I trudged to school, dragging my feet. All day, I couldn't focus-memories of everything that had happened at home kept looping in my mind.

So, when classes ended that evening, I biked straight back to the orphanage.

gates of the orphanage finally came into view, I actually felt a sense of relief

get off my bike, I saw the Linwood

climbed out. He took one look at me, drenched and shivering, and without a word of concern,

his hand echoed through the drizzle,

been searching for you all these years. We finally bring you home, and the first thing you do is cause

wild with anger, as if I'd committed some

tears stung my eyes and I tried desperately to explain, “Dad, I'm not trying to threaten you, I just-I just don't want to

could finish, my mother cut

crying, her voice shaking as she accused me, “You come back this late-where have you been? Are you running around with the wrong crowd? Girls your age

full of disappointment and anger, her tears a

I'll break your legs myself. I'd rather keep you locked up than

their words, in their eyes, I was nothing but a criminal.

me back to the Linwood

we stepped inside, my brother

bother going to

chance I ever had to change my life. How could I