CHAP 10

I don't know how many hours I've been staring at the ceiling of my room. After my argument with my dad, I came here and never got out again. I didn't bulge even when the maid called me to join my family for dinner.

I don't want to go back or visit this house. If I didn't need to come here for my plans, I wouldn't do it. Who would want to visit hell anyway?

I let out a sigh as my memories came back. How they all hurt me. How my father abandoned me, who I expected to be on my side.

***

When I woke up, I could smell the chemical around me. Even though I kept my eyes closed, the weak murmurs of the people I was with did not escape my ears. They are arguing.

"She has the nerve to actually did it now!" It was Daddy's voice; there was a trace of anger in his tone.

"Calm down first. We can find a way out of this," my stepmother told him.

When I heard my father, a glimmer of hope appeared in my chest. I resembled a young child who had just experienced hope. I cautiously opened my eyes and bega