Beatrice is gone. And she promises to go back soon. I still need some time to fit this body into everything about Lacey, her identity, and her life.
I'm lucky because Lacey has a simple social relationship. Her parents were divorced when she was a kid, and her dad only gives her money on time every month. She originally lived with her mom, but after her mom remarried, she no longer had any patience with her. At school, because she was depressed and kept to herself, she had no friends and was preparing to move to the house left to her by her grandfather, away from her mother and her new family.
It's a good thing for me to be away from Lacey's past, and who knows Lacey Green's past? But at the same time, I feel very sorry for this silly girl. When she got such a serious illness, she was told that she could only live and wait for death or pray to God, but no one who cared about her stayed with her to give her a warm hug. She has long lost her relatives and has no friends. That's why she's so desperate, I thought.
I am packing things, but there is really nothing to pack in class. This poor girl, although she receives a lot of living expenses from her father every month, has not bought new clothes for a long time.