StartNovelAthena cradled Lindsay in her arms, lost for words. Fate could be so cruel—merciless not only to Lindsay, but to Kerwin as well.
Two good people, both destroyed.
When Lindsay had cried herself out, she slowly sat up and noticed the glass of water on the table had gone cold.
Athena let out a sigh. “How about | take you out to eat? We can pick up sthings for the kids while we're at it.”
Lindsay nodded, her eyes red again.
“Athena, | can’t believe you still remembered where | live.”
“| never dared to et.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA heavy guilt settled over Athena. Before she came, her plan was to use Lindsay as a way into the Keller family, to get close to
Marlon and finally take her revenge. But now, holding Lindsay while she sobbed, Athena found herself speechless, swallowed up by
shame. She realized how thoroughly hatred had blinded her.
Lindsay didn’t even own a decent coat; her clothes were patched and worn. As she was about to leave, the man on the couch
finally stirred and cup behind them, a childlike innocence in his eyes.
“Sis, where are you going?”
“I'm going out to eat.”
“Can |e too?”
The young man—who always used to drool—now carried a handkerchief everywhere, maybe because he knew Lindsay disliked
seeing him that way.
Lindsay sighed. “All right, you cane.”
Her feelings toward her little brother wereplicated. He'd been born with a developmental disability, understanding almost
nothing—not even about the difference between men and women. Except for those few times when he'd been drugged, he never
touched Lindsay inappropriately; he just needed someone to hold while he slept.
The kids all shared the sbed. For Lindsay, this life was a kind of hell, but she couldn't bring herself to hate her brother. His
world was all innocence—how could he possibly understand the ugliness of their reality?
She soothed each of her five children, then left the house with Athena.
At the restaurant, she felt awkward and self-conscious.
“Athena, | haven't eaten out in ages.”
With barely any money, her family survived on plain bread. Sometimes, she didn’t have enough for even that. Most of what little
she had went to formula, diapers—essentials for the children. She bought herself the cheapest possible sanitary pads.
—— The price is only 1/4 of what others charge —
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