Isla’s sobbing seemed endless. Crying had already become second nature to her. Arabella’s mother tried to console her, telling her to be patient and accept life’s hardships as they came, whether good or bad.
Later, Isla sat in silence in her room, her eyes swollen from weeping. Her life felt shattered...she had lost everything. Her parents and relatives had all cast her aside. Even when she went to her uncle’s house, he swore he would rather kill her than allow her into his home again. The humiliation she suffered there was worse than what a stray dog would endure.
Her lover, Johnson, the man she thought would never turn his back on her, had already married someone else. Even though none of this was her fault, she couldn’t lift her head to look him in the eye. Tears ran down her face as
