Her parents never ate it; they would only eat the apple core after she had finished.
She mentioned it a few times, and her mom said the apple core's sweet and sour taste was delicious.
Fiona Grantham had bought her lots of delicious food, all sorts, especially many tasty fruits.
The apples her mom bought, she never ate again.
She always thought Fiona Grantham was good to her.
But at this moment, at her most helpless, only her parents were racking their brains, worrying for her.
And Fiona Grantham? She had already given up, staying far away.
Tiffany Howard couldn't hold back anymore and burst into tears.
Leaning on the table, crying her heart out, full of regret.
Why did it turn out like this, why?
What had she done?
"Mom, Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Tiffany sobbed uncontrollably.
"Tiffany, don't cry, don't cry. It's us, your parents, who are useless. We don't have the power to get you out,"
