Every single day, she faced life with all the energy she could muster. Even when there was wind and rain, she had never been afraid. She always felt that things would get better and better—she still had a lovely daughter.
She really had tried so hard, so very hard… Why did they have to treat her like this.
Why…
That muddled, dazed feeling started rolling up in her head again; the force of the drug surged up, ramming straight into her brain.
The alcohol from the evening also rushed back up. For a split second, she really wanted to just stop caring about anything…
"After this, still going to keep mixing in this circle? Hm?" Sylvan Cheney looked at her.
She let out a cold laugh and shut her eyes. "You win."
He'd known from the start the Caddel Family was not simple, not pure. He'd just watched her step by step jump in, watched her, when she finally had a sliver of hope, crush it with her own hands.
She was like a child, giddy with joy.
