At that moment, I had mixed emotions.
Is he really helping me, or is he playing with me?
Is he someone really concerned about me, or is he just so interested that my parents were treating me like a f*****g robot?
I just wanted to get out of here. It felt like I was losing my breath and my entire sanity.
I’m losing control, and I can’t let anyone see it.
“I’m sorry,” I said, standing up as I placed the cutlery on the table. “Mom, Dad, I’m not feeling well.”
This is the first time I did this, and I can see that they didn’t like what I did. After all, they commanded me to endure everything for the sake of our family.
“I need to take some rest, because if I don’t, I’ll have a hard time meeting the Continental family,” I told them before one of them could even speak. “And if I’m not in
