Chapter３３
I had matured beyond the point of being a spoiled, attention-seeking brat.
When I saw Emily's note to her dad written in tears, I felt a pang of jealousy rise in my chest and course through my veins.
I need to stop feeling bad about myself for liking Emily so much. Our world had thrust her into it against her will. She had little control over the fact that her life had been so privileged up until this point. Moreover, it's reasonable to assume that she deserves to get her hands on whatever it is that she desires. She’d done nothing to deserve what I’d done to her, snatching her away from her secure, uncomplicated existence.
I shook off my rising feeling of remorse.