The moment I stepped over the threshold, a ragged figure reeking of stale sweat suddenly burst through the crowd. With a heavy thud, the person dropped straight to their knees before me. "Elaine! I'm sorry! Please, you have to save me!" The shrill cry startled everyone on the scene.
I focused my gaze and frowned deeply. It was Mia. Her once meticulously tended long hair clung messily to her face like tangled weeds. She had wasted away completely, her cheekbones jutting sharply outward. The hands she stretched forward were rough and chapped, her fingernails caked with black grime. Not a trace remained of the elite capital heiress she once was. She looked every bit like a beggar on the street.
"Elaine, I truly know I've done wrong! Life at that convenience store is unbearable. I have to ha
