Joanna continued to gaze at her Phone, the quiet from her mom stunning. She was unable to comprehend the reason why her mom wouldn't call, and wouldn't actually attempt to connect with her.
As she sat alone on the gallery, the inquiries to her became stronger and more unyielding.
Where could her mom have been? Why hadn't she called?
Furthermore, more critically, what was she going to do now that she was caught in a marriage with a man like Miguel Salvador?
Joanna took a full breath, preparing herself as she rose from her seat and advanced back inside.
Joanna traveled through the extensive chateau, her strides reverberating in the calm corridors as she advanced back to her room.
As she ventured through the entryway, she took in the rich room she needed more opportunity to look at her
