After leaving William Don's house, Elise Don stood downstairs, facing the biting spring wind, and calmed her emotions.
Perhaps there have been too many distressing things lately; losing money, to Elise Don, didn't seem to hurt anymore.
Focusing on the present is the most important.
William Don said he'd give her a fixed monthly allowance, but Elise Don thought she should still prepare for the worst. What if nothing comes in the future? Would she have to live on air?
Elise Don went back to her own house first, changed into home clothes, removed her makeup, and washed her face. She stopped halfway, her wet face still dripping with water, and stared at her reflection in the mirror, somewhat dazed.
Just then, the phone rang.
Elise Don looked over; it was a call from an unfamiliar number, coming in so late.
"Hello?" She pressed the speaker button.
