MIRANA
It was early morning so I thought of leaving the house first. Cold dew dries on my skin. I forgot to bring a jacket.
I looked at the whole house, it was so beautiful. I don't deserve it. I'm only here because of his son I carry. I don't know what will happen after that. What happened last night, his so-called hate speech almost penetrated my heart and personality. Major mistakes I have made in the past. Now I am sorry.
"Do you know how much that glass is worth?" he asked looking straight into my eyes. My fingers fidgeted and he knows that I am now nervous.
"I'll replace that Marco. I'm sorry," I apologized.
"My question is, do you know how much glass you have broken?" he asked again."
"N-no"
It's worthless like you are worthless," he coldly said and left me alone.
My eyes fl
