Noah straightened his clothes and before leaving, he glanced back at me. “Gyna, as a person, you at least need to have some shame.”
After my parents divorced, I followed my mom.
My mom started a new family and had a new daughter, which made her even more annoyed with me.
Mrs. Jill, who knew my mom, watched all of this unfold. She was kind-hearted and couldn’t stand to see me suffer.
“I love daughters the most, but unfortunately, there are only two little boys in my family. Gyna, come live with me. From now on, my home will be your home.”
When I was younger, I had a head injury, so I wasn’t very smart. I stared blankly at Mrs. Jill, my eyes feeling a bit warm and teary.
She really liked me. But the twins in their family didn’t particularly like me.
The eldest son Noah was cold and distant with people, while the second son Yale seemed optimistic and cheerful. But he would deliberately or unintentionally ignore me in whatever he did.
Although it was a bit unpleasant, life was still bearable.
What completely shattered this peace was a love letter.
The brothers' long-suppressed dislike towards me burst out at that moment without any more hiding.