On the day I was discharged, no one came to pick me up.
Kenneth said he was busy with work. Pearl was at home practicing the piano for her upcoming birthday party performance, while my parents were busy preparing for Pearl's birthday celebration.
With the nurses' help, I packed up my things.
Instead of heading home, the first thing I did after leaving the hospital was to take a taxi straight to the company.
Right after I was acknowledged by my so-called parents, they threw a family reunion banquet for me.
Everyone envied me for finding such loving parents.
But if they truly cared for me, why did they schedule the reunion banquet on Pearl's birthday?
And why did they take Pearl to socialize with others and ignore me all the time?
Only I knew the pain.
However, thanks to that family
