Her eyes burned at the corners, but no tears would fall. Was she really at the point where she couldn't even cry anymore?
Maybe some people in this world were simply destined never to find love.
Ralph had abandoned her, and instead of learning her lesson, she fell for Jeffrey.
Two people from completely different worlds.
If she hadn't brought him home that night, maybe they never would have met. Maybe their fates would have never crossed.
And yet, she had been the one to chase after him first.
She had thrown herself into his world… only to end up as nothing more than a pawn in his game. Now, she was forced to face the cruel reality of herself all over again.
Rachel stepped out of the kitchen.
The Gray family mansion was so quiet it felt eerie, almost suffocating. Not a single servant was in sight.
Maybe that was better. At least the silence saved her from further humiliation.
