I could faintly hear them shouting my name, but I ignored it. Dylan and Mr. Soriano could surely handle it.
I continued to walk slowly inside until I unknowingly entered a room with a long table and several chairs surrounding it. I sat in one of the chairs, my eyes scanning the room, then I laid my face down on the table, resting on my hands. I broke down in tears. The ones I had been holding back finally spilled over after they left, those traitors. Trying to be strong in front of them, but my heart remained fragile, not as strong as steel.
Why is my life like this? Living all alone. Left behind by both parents. I thought having a new family with Harry would eliminate the loneliness, but it didn't. I was deceived.
It feels suffocating to recall all my beautiful memories with Lyka—my be
