Chapter 37 Torment

• EVANGELINA
• I had nothing to call my own any more. This thought nagged at me as I separated the clothes I had. If only mother had made the right choice, then, maybe, I wouldn't be in this mess today. But, where could I meet her to complain about these things?
• "It's no use tormenting myself like this. This is my face now, and I need to get used to it. That's the only way for me to breathe properly in this wicked world." I whispered to myself.