I don't know what I'm going to feel. And I can't even eat in front of other guests and her sons.

　　I maybe look great physically but deep inside I am hurting. It's crystal clear that they don't like me. Not that, I want them to like me.

　　I saw Butler Nito coming toward me so at least I feel comfortable.

　　“Nito, where is Flora?”

　　He looked at my untouched food. “You must eat. “ he said. “Oh, there she is.”

　　So I looked at ...