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time in her life, feeling completely used.

"She did it for the money she was afraid if she told me I wouldn't support her and

Emmeline
well she doesn't give a damn about Emmeline, I was foolish to think she ever did, but she didn't want herself to starve especially with that fat stomach of hers popping out I'm still convinced she conceived before "

"Don't make such assumptions when you don't

know for certain is she not right, anyway? Would you not of left her and her unborn child if you'd known?"

"I just lost or found out that my fathers dead how dare you ask me that! Of course I
would've left them; she's not my family and she never will be."

"Is she not your mother's sister?"

"She stole my mother's husband my father."

"Or did your mother steal her love?"

"You don't think "

"Dear chi woman, did you never think of the possibility? I was there well not there, but in existence and knew the happenings of most people your aunt loved or lusted or whatever your father before your mother ever knew him."

"But still she treats me so terribly"

"Because you're not her own. Because you were the first and last child your father could have and you were not hers. "

"That's no excuse to treat me so terribly life with her has been like a never ending hell you side with her because all men side with her. By the God's in hell," Trista started silently sobbing.

"Enough of that tavern talk, really, no wonder and no, Trista, men are fond of your aunt because she is naturally seductive red curls, blue eyes, tall, but that means nothing to some men. Like me, you have gray eyes, though I must say mine are a delicate and soft, misty gray whereas yours are like steal, but still, I happen to find dark hair and gray eyes to be quite enchanting, even if you do look sickly pale and ill-cared for. It's
your character, Trista, that depresses many men. I've never met so melancholy a woman! What are you, not even twenty? And yet you still have a sad thought for almost everything."

"You would have sad thoughts too, if you felt the pain that I have the pain that nags you everyday, to the point where continuing, striving for anything, is almost futile."

"But, my dear, I've seen far greater pain then you can imagine."

Trista looked at Lord Grantson Cleemings and for the first time wondered what cards life has dealt to him he seem to be a delicate man; he was tall, but not as tall as many men, considerably shorter than Trista's, now dead, father; he was also pale and thin but not to the point where he

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