The family stared at Rachel as she headed upstairs, their brows furrowed. Of course, Rachel was an orphan as they believed. She lived under Elara’s care and accepted their marriage request immediately.
Bryce had earlier thought that she would crawl around, begging him to take her back. Instead, she was quiet, and taciturn. Which made Bryce feel guilty.
Marissa scoffed. “Well, I think we can just leave her, she thinks one of her boyfriends will sponsor her departure. She will still come back—”
Bryce was annoyed with Marissa's words. “Enough, Marissa!” He scolded, making her flinch.
She nodded, keeping her mouth shut.
Meanwhile, Rachel was up in her room. Arranging the luggage in an easier way to drag out. She had taken a shower and arranged herself and for what felt like a moment,
