Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (most popular ebook readers .txt) 📗

"I'll have it all back in a week!" I shout from downstairs, quickly descending the stairs.

I turn on ignore, so as not to remember the unflattering words coming after me, and only when I find myself outside in the hot June sun, I suddenly realize that now I do not even have a roof over my head to hide from it.

Tears of despair come to my eyes. I squeeze my eyelids shut and squat down, dropping my bag on the ground. The hippo wouldn't follow me into the street. Too much body movement for her.

A moment's weakness stifles, but it will soon pass. I don't cry. I never cry, because tears don't make me feel better. They are meaningless in their expression. A lump in my throat rips me. I take a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down.

It's going to be okay, Reenah. Life is just testing you. Don't give in. You're a rock, and you won't let that bitch break you.