Chapter Twenty One

Gwen.

The realization dawned on me that someone had taken my bag, taken the only source of living from me. In that bag I had the money I'd saved from those years I've been with Henry, I was thinking of starting something with it but now it has gotten stolen.

My heart stopped beating for a while, I thought of the complications and discomfort this would cause me. With no money and no place to call home, I didn't think I was going to survive this. For a minute there I was glad herng didn't let me take Jasmine. What if I had brought her out and this happened? How was I going to cope with her when I didn’t have anything?

As if the rain was mocking me it decided to pour more, carrying a heavy wind and I shuddered from the cold. I was sure that if I didn’t die from this cold then definitely I was going to die from hunger. My stomach wouldn’t stop rumbling even as the rain kept on falling, what am I going to do now?

There is no way I would get food without paying or working for it, I need