But I couldn't control my hands, frantically tapping on the keyboard. Eleanor: [Are you just going to ignore my message without even a word of explanation?]
The lively chat group fell silent again.
The dialog box stopped at my question, and there were no more replies.
I had wanted to rush to my parents countless times to ask them why they were doing this to me.
The silence in the chat box was so embarrassing to me.
I felt that all questions would be asking for humiliation.
It was obvious that they didn't care about me.
But I still cared about them.
The extreme embarrassment restrained me.
I returned to my workplace early with my bags.
I took the lottery ticket and cashed it in. Looking at the balance in my bank account, I was not delighted at all.
I couldn't control myself from spending my days alone playing with my cell phone.
Besides, I checked that chat group page over and over again.
I was obviously so desperate, but I didn't know why I was still looking forward to it, let alone what I was really expecting.
Looking at the dark night sky outside the house, my tears fell so unexpectedly.
Maybe family members were telepathic.
It wasn't long after I woke up that I got an urgent call from Patrick.