Chapter sixty seven

Ella was in despair, from the club, she locked herself in her room and did not say a word to anybody. Abraham was very worried and spent the rest of the night trying to make her, albeit fruitlessly.

Jeremy had gone home after several attempts to get Ella out of the room proved abortive. He could understand her anger, she was betrayed, and he could tell that she was ashamed too. He knew that the only way to allow her to heal was to leave her alone. Despite telling Abraham this, he lost sleep at night still trying to coax her out.

The next morning, he got a call from Abraham that made him arrive at the Coatas family house again. "You are the only one that can make her come out, please, help my daughter." He begged.

"All she needs is a little bit of time, she will come around, sir," Jeremy said.

"No, what if she hurts herself in there?" Abraham asked worriedly.

Jeremy sighed, he knew that the old man was right, people could act oddly when grieving. "I will check up on her," he said