But she couldn't quite decipher the other woman's expression.
Her heart tightened. 'This Stella Sterling is as difficult to deal with as I thought, and completely heartless.'
'Even if she doesn't like me, can't she find even a sliver of pity for a beautiful woman crying her eyes out in front of her?'
Stella Sterling didn't mock her. Perhaps the woman was exaggerating to gain sympathy.
But she knew how difficult it was for someone without skills to survive in this apocalypse.
And it was even harder for a woman. They not only had to worry about survival but also guard against those with ulterior motives who might target them.
In these chaotic times, being a woman, being beautiful—both were deadly liabilities.
Of course, some leveraged these assets to get what they needed. It all came down to personal perspective and the choices one made. Everyone finds their own path to survival.
