Although she was extremely exhausted, Krystal began cleaning up her room and the more she cleaned, the more she felt ashamed of herself.
Most of the furniture, which wasn’t even hers to begin with, was now damaged beyond repair, including the bed. Even though Zale stabbed her in the back, he still welcomed her with open arms and provided her with everything she needed to enjoy her stay.
No matter how enraged she was, she had no right to destroy those items like that. She let out a sigh, intense guilt flooding her insides. What the hell was she supposed to do now?
She thought of replacing the items, but she had no money. She also thought of getting a job, but she had no clue how the system in Crimson Stone worked.
She wondered if she should ask Sophia about it. She quickly shook her
