Chapter SEVENTY- FIVE 

LEAVING  YRENE'S POV. I walked across the streets, blinded by my tears, as my feet found their way back to the house. My tears fell down my cheeks, but I didn't care to wipe them off, nor did I care about the people staring at me, and wondering why a grown lady like me was crying on the streets shamelessly.  When I got to the house, Eileen was recording herself with a camera. She was patting her face, on which a face mask stuck to.  “So, we have to keep this on for as long as an hour…” she was saying, and as I dashed past, she turned to look at me, but didn't say a word.  I had had enough. It had all been too much for me! I should have left immediately I had been able to pay the triplets back for the artifact I had broken, but I was blinded by the love I had for them, and the exciting things they offered.  I didn't care about the sex contract. My mother's health was stable, and I would take as many part-time jobs as I could to pay for the drugs she needed.  All I wanted at that moment