Back then, I was proud. I never bowed my head to anyone.
But now, there's no more princess of the Phillips family. There's only the orphaned girl of the Morgan family.
I cowered in silence.
Dylan stood in front of me for a long time.
Finally, he let out a cold laugh.
"It seems you've made quite some progress these three years. You've even learned how to play the victim.
"If you want to kneel, then kneel. Let's see how long you can keep it up."
Of course, Gianna couldn't let me kneel there forever. She tried to smooth things over and help me up.
I flinched.
In Roberts Village these past three years, countless hands have torn at my body.
Any touch from someone else filled me with fear.
Gianna's hand froze in mid-air.
After a moment, she looked at my pale face. She was in disbelief.
"Chloe, why have you lost so much weight? Did they not treat you well?"
Dylan looked at me coldly and said, "Mom, you're overthinking it. They're Chloe's relatives. How could they treat her badly? She probably threw tantrums, refusing to eat this or that, and that's why she's like this."
I lowered my eyes and didn't say anything.
I got up awkwardly.