Tayme's revolt

“Tayme!” It was her father's voice through the communication door.

She had seen it when he tried to open the one in the corridor, after several people had passed by and tried to persuade her to open the door.

She didn't want to talk to her father anymore. She didn't want to live with him anymore, and she wasn't even willing to listen to his voice. She would ask her mother to send her to England, like one of her friends from nursery school, to study there until she was old enough to look after herself.

“Tayme... Talk to me, please.” Maxwell's voice was choked. He had been calling her relentlessly for a long time.

“Go away.” She decided to reply.

“I love you, my princess.”

“You said you loved Mom, too.”

“I do. I didn't lie to her, and I'm not lying to you.”

“Are you going to tell her what you did here?”

“Do you think I should tell her? Do you think she'll be happy to know?”

“She'll abandon you.”

“And that's what you want for our family? Would your siblings li