When the Zavier family returned with the last ray of expectation blowing out, the void filling their heart with endless ravage, drowned in the beat produced to devastate their souls badly, intertwined in the raze, their path was closed, filled with thorns, pricking needles in their heart, bleeding their soul to death.
Utterly ashamed by the news flashing the truth being a lie, Armella was stigmatized, the scandal left a deep scar, they could feel the eyes upon them, judging them but only their God knows the condition of their heart which is immersed in darkness.
“I.. I don’t understand… Why did he change his statement?” Mrs Zavier tried to say, “We shouldn’t have trusted him.” Mr Zavier replied. “We were weak, we couldn’t do anything. They toyed with us.” He broke into a sob, stumbling
