"Ms. Rosewood..." Kyle's voice was like a distant echo as I stumbled down the stairs.
I shook my head, refusing to cry. I shouldn't cry. Why should I cry? It wasn't my fault for being born as the eldest daughter. It wasn't my fault for coming here. It wasn't my fault to be so desperate to take the job. I just... I just wanted to earn some money.
"Just... leave me be. I can... find my way back," I muttered, tumbling towards the exit and harshly wiping my cheeks.
Stop crying for hell's sake, Sera!
A hand reached for me and I quickly slapped it away glaring at him. This time, I lost the battle with my tears, they didn't understand me, and without me knowing, they rolled down my cheeks.
"I don't need your pity! Just... I just..." My heart felt like a fragile glass, shattered into a thou
