At the back of her head, Isabella knew then what was happening. But she was unable to absorb any information of what Anne said. She was just there, holding her hands as her whole world slowly turned down.
There must be something with her fate, she pounded. Everyone she meets seems intentionally destined to go against her way, making the thing she wants impossible to reach.
However, she couldn’t do much aside from swallowing her pride and acting as if she wasn’t feeling betrayed and hurt. There was not much I could do. There was nothing.
“Belle. I need you to say something, please.” Anne’s pleading voice woke her sanity back. “I never wanted this to happen–let alone wish this was happening to us. I’m so sorry, Belle. I don’t know what to do….”
Shivering, she looked at her sincerely.
