There was a tidal wave of cynicism rushing toward Marie

She was panicked. Looked at the crowd around, she made a futile attempt to explain, but was unable to find the proper words.

She turned to Annie for help, but Annie’s head hung low. Annie held Steven's arm tightly, refusing to meet Marie’s gaze.

It was like the two were total strangers.

Marie was in despair.

Click! Click!

Someone fished out the phone to take pictures.

Then more and more people followed suit to snap pictures of her.

Frightened, Marie waved her hands, and finally covered her face with them.

“Stop! Don’t shot me! Please don’t!”

“Why? Such a piece...