Can't Do This Anymore

The tension in the house was palpable. Almost all the maids had no intention of speaking or approaching them, even though they knew that there was already a lot of food scattered on the dining table. They also don't like it because they don't want to be embroiled in family trouble, and they might even be the ones to turn their temper on them.

After the confrontation at the dining table, Amethyst retreated to her room, her mind racing with thoughts and emotions she could no longer suppress. Sometimes she doesn't really understand this family, and sometimes Amethyst doesn't know where she fits in this family. She knows that they don't care about women; she knows that for them there is nothing for them, but now, now, do they have the courage to hurt?

The pain and frustration that had been building up inside her for years finally reached a breaking point.

She couldn't take the hypocrisy and cruelty of her family any longer.

She should not be condemning this anymore.

She stormed back into