Isabella's POV.Connor led me to my room, into the waiting arms of my mother.The moment I saw the woman, I burst into a fresh round of tears. The older woman or Connor didn't say anything. They just waited while I wailed like a fallen elephant. When the water no longer dropped, I sniffed and moved away from my mother."My poor baby." She said, patting my hands.I looked at Connor and gave him a small smile to show my appreciation. He nodded slightly, his sandy hair falling forward from the gesture. He was a handsome man, I had to admit. Between him and Darius, I couldn't tell who was more handsome."Mum, I'm tired," I let out slowly."Let's leave her to get some rest. It's been a long day for her, after all," Connor told my mother.I watched as the two of them made their way out of my room. One tall, well-built young man and the other, petite, well-rounded woman.As soon as the door clicked shut, I moved to the mirror to see if I was truly ugly as Darius had claimed. I saw my silver
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