Rebecca's POV

Knock, knock, knock.

Once again, the bedroom door was knocked on.

I raised my head and yelled loudly toward the door, "Go away! I don't want to see your ugly face!"

"Oh, Rebecca, you misunderstood. I'm Olivia, Russell's niece. I came to visit you today."

"I don't care who you are! I just want to be alone!"

The outside of the door quickly fell silent. Just as I was about to immerse myself in my own sorrow again, the door was opened. A luxuriously dressed, elegantly mannered woman ...