"My lady, I do not need money, I want to tell you that you are not alone! There are many others like you.'' Hazel furrowed her brows as she did not understand what the amid was talking about but she was looking.. Unnerved. Though she was not looking straight into the eyes of Hazel, she was farting a lot and her knuckles had turned white due to the force she was putting in holding her apron.
Hazel was sure it would only be a matter of seconds before the dress would torn.
"I did not get you. But the money is for your family. So, you do not need to think much about it. Keep it for your daughter or son.`` The words worked like a trigger and the woman who was still holding on to her sanity broke down.
