The negative emotions did not last long. Lina quickly pulled herself together, and as she gazed at the overcast sky through the carriage window, she felt ashamed of her momentary weakness. Hoping for a miracle or wishing for someone to lean on might be natural human desires, but to her, such thoughts were signs that she was losing control of herself.
No matter how difficult or dangerous the road ahead became, she would have to keep walking alone.
She had spent the past twenty years doing exactly that, and she would continue until she achieved the victory she wanted. There was no reason to expect the future to be any easier, nor was there any point in waiting for someone to appear and rescue her from her circumstances.
