So, if it weren't for me, would William Griffith and Chloe Turner be together?
If it weren't for me, would their relationship be different from what it is now?
Thinking about this, Cherish Turner curled up in bed, burying her head deep between her legs, as if carefully pondering how things would be between them if she didn't exist.
William knew her too well; ever since she was a little girl, Cherish had been very considerate of others, perhaps naturally self-deprecating, always accommodating others before thinking of herself.
As her family's financial situation worsened, she had no choice but to toughen up. She was willing to do any dirty or tiring work that would bring in money, enduring hardships for the sake of her parents and younger brother.
She was like a cactus, able to grow healthily without being watered by anyone.
