It has been two long weeks since I last set foot in this house, and I was not happy to be back. I'm sure the servants were all happy because they had gotten a week off, but that time flew by too fast. I wasn't ready to face my life, and I really wasn't ready to face my Father, but I didn't really have a choice. If I never stood up to Father, then he would never learn that I am not a rag doll anymore, I had friends who somehow had become my family over the last couple of weeks, and they were the ones who were giving me the strength to walk into my house right now.
I took a deep breath and opened the door. As usual, my butler was standing by, waiting to take my school things. "Miss Risa, it's good to see you again." I didn't respond because I could see from the expression on his face that
