Chapter 4

Mark let out a frustrating grunt alongside my mother’s hysterical curses as he stepped on the pedal.

When the car passed in front of me, I saw Sophie's proud face. She thought she had won.

Once again, I was separated from my family, looking like a lonely wretch. However, it did not bother me one bit.

Be it my parents, my husband, or my son, I didn't want them anymore.

'If Sophie wants them, I would just give them all to her.' I thought to myself.

The harsh weather reminded me of all the nasty memories that haunted me, gradually filling my mind.

I wanted to cry, not because I was sad, but just because I needed an outlet to vent.

However, I didn't dare to cry, I was afraid that my face would be stung by tears, which would undoubtedly make things worse.

I walked, one foot at a time, until my feet were numb, my mind was tangled, and I could no longer think of anything.

When I finally found a place to hide from the snow, a car seemed to be coming closer to me. The car suddenly ski