Unwritten Spring Unending Sorrow
I banged on the window, crying out, "Thomas, please! Let me in! The typhoon's coming, and I'll die out here!"
When I was 15, my parents locked me up and planned to end me in a fire. Thomas was the hero who barged in and saved me from that fiery fate.
He was my savior once, but then, he seemed keen on seeing me gone.
I pounded harder, the window shaking with each hit.
Finally, Thomas came over, looking annoyed in his pajamas. "You're making a racket. What's wrong with you?
"Get moving. You woke us, so make yourself useful. Chloe's craving a cake from Victoria Square. Off you go."
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