Jacqueline Spann, feeling aggrieved, had no heart for gathering medicinal herbs anymore. Besides, she now looked down on the few dimes she could earn from it. It would take forever to save up for tuition that way; she had to find another method.
Standing on the hillside, Jacqueline Spann gazed down and saw Tang Xiaonan chatting happily with Old Master Tate, and Adrian Hawthorne weeding in the fields. A knot tightened in her chest. None of the beautiful scene before her belonged to her; she felt as if she had been abandoned by the world.
'It wasn't like this before. I felt my future was bright, and everything was going so smoothly. I had a detailed plan: I would learn from Grandpa Tate, find a way to earn money, get into college, leave Millstone Peak, and become a successful woman admired by all.'
'This was my ideal future.'
'I was confident I would make it a reality.'
But now, her confidence was shaken.
