Amanda Smith glanced at him and chuckled, "Your mom would be heartbroken to hear you say that."
"I just fear you're not happy."
Amanda felt a slight warmth in her heart upon hearing this.
Her deadlock with Samuel Johnson had almost been resolved, but she could never let go of her feelings towards Mrs. Johnson.
She could never forget that rainy night, the night Mrs. Johnson drugged her with sleeping pills and handed her over to Fletcher Kinney.
She cried and begged for mercy, but Mrs. Johnson did not even give her a glance, disregarding the nurturing that spanned over a decade as worthless.
Had she not been fortunate, she might well have died that night.
She could not...
Forgive her, no matter what.
If it weren't for the fear of upsetting Samuel, she probably would not have stayed here.
Now that Samuel had spoken this way, she could rest assured, knowing that if she ever had a dispute with Mrs. Johnson in the future, she could just move out.
No need to dwell on the past.
