"Isaac, my feet hurt. Could you help me up?" she asked.
Perhaps it was her jealousy overwhelming her; she couldn't help but try to make her presence known.
However, Isaac just coldly said, "Help yourself." The hand that she reached out was left hanging.
Sadness flashed in her eyes, but she didn't give up. She continued, "Isaac, you said you never want to see me getting hurt... Aren't you upset watching me getting beaten up like this?"
Isaac just silently stared at her.
"Isaac, you may help her, but once you do, you're no longer a friend of mine," Zoey said calmly. "I will never forgive those who hurt my daughter."
She would show him how it felt to be tortured.
