C63 The Devil's Bargain

“Look, Aysel, I would rather not want to be humiliated the same way we were humiliated today. You know what I mean.” Mrs. Lucinda, who sat on the bed beside her daughter, yelled, her tone serious.

Aysel, who was holding her Mom's hands earlier, finally let go of her mother's hands, maintaining her back against her mother's gaze.

“I’m sorry, Mom, I can't do that. Not now, please,” she declined