" I hope I'm like you. You can buy anything you want unlike me, still in the hole of poverty!", she said and I can see in her face how hard she try to go on living after being tag as a murderer even she paid it by staying inside the prison for almost seven years.
Her clothes weren't proper and her hair looks messy. I feel sorry for her.
"How's your daughter? Is she schooling?", I said while sipping my milk tea.
Cassandra's face sulks in frustration. I can feel that she's carrying a heavy burden on her shoulders.
" She's sick. I'm sorry but I didn't want you to worry about me. Kyle died one month ago because of pneumonia and I didn't have a chance to tell them how much I love her and that her mom was innocent. " tears started to roll down her pale cheeks.
I don't know she had a hard ti
