Chapter 13: Walking On Thin Ice

Upon entering the hall, I saw Mrs. Warth had prepared a sober drink for Mr. Warth. Her attentiveness made me want to hit Mr. Warth. She was a good woman, yet she was unfortunate to marry a scumbag like Mr. Warth. "Matthew, you must be tired today as well. Get some rest early," Mrs. Warth said to me. "Alright." I nodded, knowing it was Mr. Warth and Mrs. Warth's private time, and I was not suited to be here. As I walked up the stairs, I couldn't help but glance back. Mrs. Warth was massaging...