>>Amber
He chuckled at my frustration.
"That's a secret,"
I rolled my eyes and turned around to leave. As I limped towards the cafe, I heard the people around me notice me.
"Oh, she's back."
Oh no,
I recognized the voice.
As I approached the entrance, a group of children playing nearby caught sight of me and erupted into giggles, their laughter echoing in the quiet morning air. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment because I knew they were laughing at my limp,
"Hey, look at her! She walks like a duck!" one of the children called out, his voice dripping with cruel amusement.
"Yeah, what's wrong with your leg, lady? Did you forget how to walk or something?" Another brat chimed in, his words punctuated by a chorus of snickers from his companions.
I felt a lump form in my throat as I clenched my fists, "You better shut up, you little brat."
