THREAD TWENTY-FOUR: HATRED
BARBARA stopped when she recognized that voice. She wanted to ignore it but her body seemed to have a life of its own and looked at it. And just like that, the blood rose to her head when she saw the person who was the reason why some people told her that she lacked a mother’s care.
“Y-you grew up b-beautifully,” Rebecca said with trembling lips and was about to approach her when Barbara took a step back.
Like Barbara, the tears of the woman formed in her eyes.
She shook her head upon seeing it. For her, it wasn’t praised. She just said that because she wanted to flatter her, but she won’t buy it.
She examined her from head to toe and she could tell that her appearance was far from what she expected. She’s not wearing any make-up. Even her clothes looks simple. For Barbara, she looks poor.
‘What happened to her? Isn’t she elope with a wealthy man before?’
She composed herself and show that she wasn’t affected by her presence.
“Do I know you?” she asked.