Chapter

　　"Hey! Before you go, bring this clothes to the laundry room," Adam commanded as if nothing happened to us earlier. 　　I bowed my head and followed his command. I took the basket filled with his used clothes and dropped it off to the laundry room. My tears won't stop falling from my eyes. I wiped my tears endlessly and tried my best to hide my weakness, to stop others from seeing me crying like a wimp. 　　I hate it when others see me cry. Crying is a show of weakness. I don't want anyone to see my vulnerable side. 　　Everytime that someone would assault and abuse me, I would always fight back the whimper that was trying to escape from my lips. 　　I ran towards the attic and closed the door behind me. I crouched on the floor and covered my face as I sob all over my hands and clothes. I cried all my tears out, but the pain that I have in my heart is still in there. Nothing hurts more than getting betrayed by the person you love. 　　I never thought this kind of feeling is real. I thought this