Chapter 63 The Devil's Bargain

• “Look, Aysel, I would rather not want to be humiliated the same way we were humiliated today. You know what I mean.” Mrs. Lucinda, who sat on the bed beside her daughter, yelled, her tone serious.
• Aysel, who was holding her Mom's hands earlier, finally let go of her mother's hands, maintaining her back against her mother's gaze.
• “I’m sorry, Mom, I can't do that. Not now, please,” she declined, her hands resting on her chest, her back against her mom's gaze.