The Price of Family, The Cost of Love

a full scholarship, felt like my

eighteen years, I' d stud

, his eyes didn' t gleam with pride, but

on," but it was no party-

ssed me like livestock, stuffing cash into m

olidified in my gu

f a smile plastered on her face, turn

nk Miller' s sweaty grip,

hissed. "Don't you

ded me across the face, leaving me bl

sigh of annoyance before she foll

me: their "love" was a li

edroom, I heard it

fifty-thousand-dollar 'dowry.

t needs to understand that this is for

d to an old man to pay for my cousin' s

s next whisper, my father' s rough

e son with his sister-in-law, the golden boy for

dismissal, every manipulation

o succeed; they had kep

heir love died on tha

they had a plan for my future, a

ad a pl

I was a com

to find out how