Braelyn's POV
The car was silent as it continued down the road. We had taken an outlet from the highway now.
"They kept everything for themselves," Margaret said. My fingers tightened slightly. A strange rage filled my chest
"They gave her just enough to survive while she was still in school. When she asked about university, they claimed there was no money left for it." The anger continued bubbling quietly in my chest.
"But there was money," I said.
Margaret nodded. "Of course there was. Avelina eventually realised the truth. The inheritance had been stolen and as a young orphan she had no power to fight them."
She continued calmly. "Instead of giving up, she applied for scholarships and worked part-time jobs to support herself. Eventually, she managed to get into university."
