chapter 21
I rubbed my aching temples slowly, trying to calm the frustration building inside me. My head felt heavy, and my chest tightened with anger I could no longer hide. Sometimes I truly hated the way this world worked. People born into wealth and power could do terrible things and still walk around freely, while people like us suffered in silence every single day. It was unfair. Cruel. And no matter how hard we worked, no matter how obedient we tried to be, people beneath them were always treated as though our lives meant less. I lifted my eyes toward Sara, studying the frightened expression on her face. She sat nervously at the edge of the bed, her fingers twisting together in her lap. Even now, she looked terrified that someone might suddenly walk in and punish her for speaking to me. “
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