Marsha stared blankly at Freeman.
�Can�t I like you?�Did I even tell you to like me?�What I like is my heart, but why are you saying this and that?�A coward like me shouldn�t like anyone?�
When Freeman, who was not good at expressing emotions, shouted in excitement like never before, Marsha held out both hands to calm him down before the situation escalated.
�Yeah, okay, okay.�Sorry.�You like it, of course it�s your freedom.�
�Hey, sir!�really!�Treating you as an idiot!�
Marsha�s childish attitude infuriated Freeman even more.�Then Marsha smiled and took her by the wrist, brought her to Freeman and seated her in her own seat.
�I didn�t treat you like an idiot.�So calm down a bit.�
Marsha put on a rag-like cloak and prepared to leave.
Freeman kept his mouth shut for a while, perhaps feeling ashamed of having yelled at him loudly, then raised his gaze secretly.
�Are you really going to play with them?�
�No, I�ll just scold you and come back.�Come play with me later.�
Marsha�s words brightened Freeman�s expression.
�really?�You must come quickly!�
�okay.�If you�re hungry, eat bread and milk.�Because I ate it all.�
When Marsha left the house, silence came again.�Freeman, too, assimilated into the poor room�s scenery, became sullen again.
�Ah, I was going to say this while giving it to you.�
Freeman pulled a small hand mirror from his pocket.�It was something I had bought after three months of running small errands.
Marsha had nothing but one set of clothes.�Because her adoptive father steals everything.
�I�m still a woman, but I need a mirror.�Uncle is also very strange.�I don�t know why you have such a pretty daughter.�
Thinking that Marsha would like it, Freeman smiled.�But his reflection in the mirror was never a smile.
Seriously drooping eyebrows.
Because of these eyebrows, I got the nickname crybaby from a young age, and after living like that for 10 years, I really became a crybaby.
�Is it that strange?�That�s good enough.�
Years passed, and Marsha and Freeman were also 17 years old.�
Freeman was still a coward in the neighborhood, but he had a good reputation for his hard work.
But the only person he was serious with was Marsha.
The reason he saves the money he spends on living expenses is to buy a present for Marsha.�
Of course, no matter how much she bought her, it seemed that her father would take it all away, but Marsha was really happy when she did.
Freeman was willing to spend any amount of money just to see Marcia smile.
At some point, she seemed to have lost her smile.�She had a vague guess.�The adoptive father had been harassing Marsha even more recently. JrNovels.com