"You can lecture her about that later. For now, I want answers to more important matters. Isabelle," he said, his sharp gaze cutting into her, "you have not forgotten why you were sent to that land, have you?"
"No, Papa," Belle muttered, her voice low, her heart aching with the urge to go back to her real family, Rohan and Angel. But she dared not show her hurt and disappointment. She had to keep playing the role of the obedient fool, the daughter they could so easily manipulate, who couldn't see through them.
That was how she had always been in the past, a naïve girl, eager to please her family in any way, letting them do as they pleased with her because she was desperate for their love and attention. Now, she had enough love from the man she married, but to keep her husband and their son safe, she had to play the role of that fool. Only now, she knew the truth.
