Monique, who looked like she had enough, clutched her bag, preparing to go. And her father was surprised by this action of hers.
“Where are you going?” he asked her.
“I can't stay any longer. I feel like suffocating because you're both sick! You heard me? Both of you are sick!” she spat angrily at us.
“What—” The old man was cut from his words when Monique had already turned her back and started walking away. “Where are you going, Monique Elizabeth? Come back here! Monique!”
But she didn't hear him. She just continued marching and walking out of the door. She didn't even mind the crews she passed by and smiled and greeted her, it was as if she didn't give a d*mn because she was so upset and all she wanted was to get far away from us.
I sighed as I just watched her leaving us completel
