Oscar and Isabella sat with worried faces in their cottage. These past months had been too much for them. When Gerald was busy with his own quests, they were facing the wrath of Oscar's family- the Deveras!
"This is outrageous Oscar! You should step up for yourself now. How long you are going to bear this torture? And why are you making Isabella suffer like that?"
Sylvia's angry voice sliced the thick silence in the humble cottage.
Isabella had stayed strong throughout this time, but today, she broke down, not caring that the dark witch witnessed the tears in her eyes.
Oscar placed his arm around her shoulders in an attempt to calm her, but how could she be calmed after what happened today?
Though the two women never got along and Sylvia's stance on the muggles remained neutral as it had always been, she couldn't help but sympathise with her.
