To be loved right

the warm laughter and cheerful chatter that already filled the dining room. Her family-consisting of her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Anderso

e lingering on the familiar faces, but her heart

tinged with annoyance as he looked up from his plate. His pleasant mo

, before she finally found her voice. "I... I slept l

he repeated, his tone dripping with disdain. "There's nothing you can do with your life. All you do is read, read, a

nd Michelle felt a familiar

ink you should calm down. Michelle has her own life. She can't always be like me or Ray." Ray, Mic

maids got up to answer it. A moment later, Greyson strolled into the dining room, a large

d," he said, his eyes shining with admiratio

t like she was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up. Greyson, her ex-boyfriend , was now openly

ng. She stood up abruptly, her chair scraping loudly again

r of something there-perhaps guilt or regret-but it was quickly extinguished, replaced by a look of cold indifference.

her face in the pillow. Why did it always have to be like this? Why couldn't she just be goo

lle realized that she needed to take control of her life. She needed to find a way

and opened her laptop. She began to browse through online job listing