They had all looked at her.
They had all listened to her.
They had all watched her pour out her pain like a river.
And then her father had simply cut the hologram and left her here.
Left her here!
In this stone age beast world where even getting hot water for a bath required planning, labor, and apparently one giant silent lion!
Lin Huahua stood there blankly, still holding the stone shelf for support, and the more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt.
Her nose turned red first.
Then her eyes became watery.
Then her lips began to tremble.
The brave little front she had been keeping up all day suddenly cracked into pieces.
How could she not feel sad?
In the sci-fi world, her life had been perfect.
Not just good.
Perfect.
If she wanted food, food came.
If she wanted clothes, clothes came.
