I was torn.. torn about telling them about everything. I wanted them to know because I need them, I need their support.. and I have never really kept something important from them.
But also, once I tell them everything..it will be chaotic. My father and brother might do something to Soul and there might be a family feud between us and the McDermotts..or the McDermotts might get mad at Soul..especially when I know how much Mama Amelia loves me. She treated me like her own daughter, the daughter that she never have.
Seeing the rage from my Father’s eyes and Brother’s eyes.. seeing the sadness in my Mother’s face..
I can’t do it.. I can’t tell them.
Not now maybe..
“Isobel!” My brother called me.
I wiped the remaining tears on my cheeks as I tried so hard to look strong in front of them
