I'D RATHER DIE

Ann got dressed and ready to leave the house.

"Where are you heading to?" her mom asked.

"Well, I have a meeting with someone. I'm working on my next plan to separate Bastian and Amy. I already told you, Mom. I will not lose to Amy. No matter what happens, Bastian will be mine in the end."

"Well, I wish you all the best," her mom replied. "I'm already tired of living here. I want to go back to the palace. I enjoyed the life we had there."

"I know. I'm going to give that to you. But come on, Mom, it's not like we're lacking. We've made a lot of money. You made enough, working in the palace and I made enough, dating Bastian. Look at the house we live in, look at our bank accounts. We're not lacking."

"Yes, we're not lacking." Her mom responded, but if we do not return to the palace, with your expensive lifestyle, we'll eventually run out of money. And I do not want to go back to the slums."

"Come on, Mom, that is going to take a long time. It's not as if you even spend the money on yo