In the end, May Hoffman couldn't help but speak first, "Hannah Winter, do you think there is absolute fairness in this world?"
May's voice echoed throughout the bathroom, tinged with desolate undertones.
Hannah looked at the reflection in the mirror, smiled faintly, the scattered light fell into her eyes, but it brought a hint of coolness, "Why, tired of being a little lackey?"
After she had spoken, she flicked her freshly washed hands, soft and slim, slightly pale. As she shook them, water droplets splattered onto the mirror in front of her.
Hannah frowned, pulled a few tissues to wipe off the water droplets on the mirror several times, until her face was clearly reflected, then she finally curled up the corners of her lips in satisfaction.
May stood nearby, watching the scene before her, shaking her head.
