When he left, she no longer had to restrain her emotions and began to sob.
Her tears soaked her pillow.
She cried her heart out.
She didn't understand, she was no longer a teenage girl, she was already in college.
Why did Sylvan Cheney still control her actions? Not allowing her to do this, not allowing her to do that.
To some extent, they didn't share blood nor have a contractual relationship. He really had no right to control her.
If he truly disliked her, wouldn't it be better to just drive her away?
That way, he wouldn't have to feel frustrated.
Sometimes, she lost her temper too, but in the end, she was still controlled by him, eventually compromising.
Like today, she had no choice but to listen to him.
She cried for a long time under the comforter, her pillow and clothes all soaked with tears.
Pain throbbed in her heart, like a needle piercing through it, spasming with each wave.
