Isabelle's POV I sat on the long bench and listened to Mom's blabber as she stood in front of me and shouted at the top of her voice. All this humiliation, all these things that I have to go through, it's all Danielle's fault. I knew from the start that she wanted to have my boyfriend for herself, she has him, and I hope she's perfectly content. This is what I hate the most, getting shouted at when things go wrong. “...you were always busy because of him and you told me you had work you were doing, what work? Tell me, what works? Now where's the outcome? Where are all the things I believed you worked for? I said it but your Father didn't agree, you are so useless…” I had to sit and listen, snubbing her right now would be a very bad idea. When she was done, she hissed and left the sitting room. Finally, some peace. While I sat there, thinking about my life and how ruined it was, Tony walked in with his headphones and went straight there to his room. This was getting serious. H
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