Zachary kept his promise. He gave Elena a week off. But of course with some other conditions.
One of them was that Elena must report to him all about her whereabouts and activities by text. When Elena pouted and didn’t agree with this condition, Zachary made her unable to argue anymore.
“The agreement was that I wouldn’t call you, not that we can’t text each other”
She sighed in defeat.
Currently, she was on a public bus, which was taking her towards the village where the orphanage she used to live was located.
Elena leaned her head against the bus window, her eyes wandering outside, looking at the beautiful scenery of the suburbs that were still neatly arranged. Pedestrians passed by, open shops lined up neatly.
She smiled as she saw the bright rays of the morning sun shining on eve
