C115 You Vixen

That night, the moonlight was so pale.

She sat quietly, like an old man who had lost his crutch, unable to walk without support.

They did not know that she was afraid of this room. She was afraid of the loneliness here. She was afraid that the loneliness here had already penetrated deep into her bones.

She had never had the love of a family, and for a time she had thought of Joe as all she had