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    After a beat, she reached out and grabbed Susan''s hand. "Susan, chill. I''ll clean it up right now." Susan stared at her, cooling off after her outburst.


    She bent down to help Anna up, her voice softening, "Alright, stop picking it up. I''m not mad."


    Quinn grabbed a dustpan and broom from the side. "I got this."


    She quickly swept the pieces into the trash and headed back to the kitchen, where the food in the pot was on the verge of burning. Dinner was awkward. Susan didn''t say a word.


    Anna didn''t either. She kept sneaking nces at Susan, took a few bites, then stood up, said she was full, and went upstairs.


    Susan hesitated for a sec, then went back to eating, but it was more like she was eating out of spite, shoving food into her mouth. Quinn sighed next to her.


    Yeah, dealing with this illness was rough on everyone around.


    Hearing Quinn''s sigh, Susan stopped eating too. She put down her fork and muttered, "Maybe I shouldn''t have brought her here." Quinn looked at her, confused.


    Susan went on, "She''s lost here. She doesn''t get thenguage, can''t read anything. I just keep her cooped up in the house, and I barely have time to be with her." Quinn tried tofort her, "Youe home every day and see her, and she sees you. At least you''re together, that''s something."


    "What''s the point? She doesn''t even remember me," Susan said. She got up, grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge, twisted off the cap, and took a swig. "Back home, even though we couldn''t see each other, she wasn''t this bad. She had a nanny. Except for not seeing me, everything was fine," Susan said, feeling guilty. She brought Anna overst month ''cause the doctor said her condition was getting worse. Every time Anna called, she kept asking when Susan woulde back. Susan thought, while Anna still remembered her, she''d bring her over to spend more time together.


    But as soon as she did, work got crazy. She was alwaysing homete. She''d already hired two nannies before one stole stuff, and the other mistreated Anna. But she had to keep hiring ''cause she didn''t have time to take care of Anna herself.


    Quinn listened quietly. When Susan finished, Quinn asked, "You can afford to rent a house here, so you must have some money. Why keep working so hard?"


    Susan could quit her job, go back home, sell the house here, and the leftover money would be enough for her and Anna to livefortably.


    Susan went quiet.


    After a while, she nodded and said, "You''re right, but not entirely. I actually don''t have money."


    "This house is rented," Susan admitted.


    "What?" Quinn asked, shocked.


    Susan drank a bit more and spilled her current situation.


    Back then, her dad climbed the socialdder, ditched her and her mom, and married into a rich family. Anna scrimped and saved to support Susan''s education. So, she vowed early on to make her dad regret abandoning them. After studying abroad, she stayed here to work.


    The people at herpany were superpetitive and alwaysparing. She was looked down on as a kid and didn''t want to be looked down on as an adult, so she rented this house.