Alicia's POV

Since the day I met Mandy, I had never seen her wear such an expression—show such a weary and hopeless look.

“Tell me what’s going on.,” I pulled her to sit down and asked.

“There’s nothing worth saying,” Mandy murmured, her gaze fixed on the ceiling as she released a sigh that seemed to come from the depths of her soul. After a while, she couldn’t help but say, “Those people don’t listen to a word I say. I speak, and ...