TWO - ISABELLA"No, Father, please. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. If I knew who the father was, I'd tell you already. I'm sorry…"It's been so long since I cried this hard. The last time was when Mother died. I was seven back then. And then Aurora's mother died too, months after. She was five. And then she came to stay with us as the illegitimate daughter of Father and my step-sister.Crying like this again reminds me of losing my mother, and now I'm on the verge of losing Father too. What sorry case has my life become?"Isabella Dante, listen very carefully," Father says with a tone that shows finality. I stiffen, holding my breath. "From here on, you cease to be my daughter. Get up and get out. Stay gone!""Father, no, please. I beg you!" My cries can be heard from a thousand miles, and I run to him, latchin' to his shirt. "Don't throw me on the streets…""You leave me no choice, Isabella." He replies, turning his taut back to me."You can't do this to me, Father. I'm your daughter.
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