Isabella remains staring at her father. a lot on her mind. with a thousand things to say. but she chooses to remain quiet. silence would be the best weapon now. She wasn't going to prove anything different if she spoke out. defending herself would only be childish. an act of weakness. because her father will never want hold her with the same kind of respect that he would hold the opposite gender. that was all it was about. and it didn't scare her. it just disappointed her. to see that the only person she had wanted to believe in her did nothing but that every single thing that she did. it broke her heart. it made her feel as inferior as he had suggested. and that isn't what he wanted. it never was.