Amelia was crying, sitting on the ground below.
'I am of no use.'
Why am I so weak? Because of this, I always have to be a burden on others. Why can't I do any work properly? I can neither tell anyone what I want to say; I need others' help, even in talking to someone.
I hate this disability; I hate that I am so weak and what I hate the most is making my own decisions without knowing others well.
I hate myself.
Roy sat down on the ground and started saying something to Amelia.
"…you will not stop crying…?..."
How can I stop these tears, I have made a mistake due to which they are coming automatically. Forgive me, I know you don't like to see a pathetic girl like me but still forgive me.
I will never do this again; I apologize.
"...now it's your fault if you didn't keep quiet then don't blame anyone else."
