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Chapter 58 The Beginning Of Her Turmoil

  • She was just a 17-year-old girl, shuffling between three part-time jobs and, at the same time, working as a sketch artist for a designer. She was doing all this to fend for herself and gather money to further her education. She was about to enter college when her mother died. She witnessed her mother burn to death in a blazing fire while trying to save her. Since the death of her mother, she had been on the run, fleeing her hometown to a place where she knew nobody, just to escape the people who had killed her mother.
  • She didn’t allow her mother’s sudden death to hinder her from achieving her goals, so she worked tirelessly, jumping from one part-time job to another. Her life hadn’t been perfect since her mother died, but she was still managing to pull through. Her daily routine involved leaving home as early as 7 a.m., heading to the designer’s store to make sketches in exchange for money, then heading to the coffee shop for her shift. Afterward, she would go to the local kitchen to help wash dishes. Lastly, she would work at the convenience store before heading home after her night shift. This cycle repeated every day, and she had become used to it.
  • One night, while heading back home, she encountered the man who made her a shadow of herself and turned her life into turmoil. She was walking home along the dark valley that night, thinking about how her day went, with her mind trailing back to her deceased mother. She missed her mother a lot, and whenever she did, she ended up curling herself up in a corner of her mini room and crying herself to sleep. That night, as she remembered her while walking back home, she tried to compose herself and not shed tears, but she couldn’t hold them back. She kept blaming herself for her mother’s death, thinking that if her mother hadn’t tried to save her that day, she wouldn’t have died in the fire. As she walked alone along the dark valley, her legs felt too heavy to carry as memories of the night her mother died kept rushing to her. She could remember the pain in her mother’s eyes and the last words she said to her: “Run. Run away as fast as you can and never look back.” These were her last words before she got engulfed in the fire.
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