Sixty Eight

"Please.. please grandma, give me another option. I will accept any other demand, I will do anything. Don't take him.. don't take him away from me." Abigail whimpered going down on her kneels in front of her grandmother.

Mrs Weston stood up a look of anger on her face, "This, this is the reason why I have to separate you from that boy!!" She growled pointing her finger at Abigail in disdain.

"For the first time Abigail, you bowed to my will.. at what cost, for that man! He is a nobody, but because of him you are okay with loosing the company you worked so hard for. HE IS YOUR WEAKNESS!!" She screamed at the top of her voice.

Mrs Weston sat down back calming herself down, "I won’t permit any sign of weakness in your life. Never."

Abigail lips quavered, how could she give up Marcel? The one man who finally showed her what it meant to be in-love, he was the happiness she had come to grow fond of.

"Grandmother, I have never begged you for anything before. I have never done that, so ple