"Forgive me, Mrs Hart, but the manners and etiquette you had taught me are long forgotten while I was struggling to make my needs met. I became rude when I had to fend off rascals on the road. I became brash when I had to snatch back my salary from unscrupulous people. So, please forgive me for whatever mistakes I will make in the future." Sophia didn't mind airing the dirt as soon as she entered the house.
Over three decades within the confines of this place, if you count her previous life too. Instead of fond nostalgia, all Sophia could remember was pain she had suffered in her past life. Compared to that, what she had underwent in this life...a candle to forest fire. No comparison.
She had espaced this hell hole before they had started inflicting injuries to her- covertly or overtly. Blaming them for her previous life and enacting revenge in the current one would be ridiculous. Would you punish someone for something that happened in your dreams?
