Abigail pov cont'd..
For the first time, I was watching Isabella in a different light. If I have lost my mother in an incident. Then she had lost her father too. That also because her father was travelling with my mother and tried to protect her.
My father married her mother taking the responsibility of both of them. But I hardly see them sharing a room. Yet I always saw them as intruders who had entered my happy family to ruin it.
A lump formed on my throat as I continued to look at her distant eyes. She was younger than me, she needed comfort too.
"Do you miss your father a lot?" I asked, trying to get away with the feeling of guilt, grief and pain.
She nodded, still looking at the horizon. "This place was never mine to begin with, no one has ever accepted me. Brother Nicholas and father have sympathy for us, that is why they take my side, but when it comes to love and concern, it could be easily seen in their eyes when it comes to you."
