The Prey

"Ms. Rosewood..." Kyle's voice was like a distant echo as I stumbled down the stairs.

I shook my head, refusing to cry. I shouldn't cry. Why should I cry? It wasn't my fault for being born as the eldest daughter. It wasn't my fault for coming here. It wasn't my fault to be so desperate to take the job. I just... I just wanted to earn some money.

"Just... leave me be. I can... find my way back," I muttered, tumbling towards the exit and harshly wiping my cheeks. 

Stop crying for hell's sake, Sera! 

A hand reached for me and I quickly slapped it away glaring at...