Beside Cora,there was a bright smile on Phoebe’s face, which was so dazzling in Cora’s eyes.
Winnie, who was in the kitchen, watched the scene but couldn't make any sound. She was nobody, and she might say something wrong. Winnie felt pitiable for Cora, but she could do nothing about it.
Cora’s hands were clenched into fists, and her nails were deeply stuck into her flesh. Without saying anything, she stood up and walked slowly towards the wooden stairs, A teardrop dripped from the corner of her eye to the staircase. With a sound of click, Cora quickened her pace. She went back to her bedroom. She didn't expect that she would need the things she had packed so soon.
With two suitcases in her hands, the big suitcase reflected her frailty. But no one came to help.
Cora went down
