:"Sister, you must win, we have a long time together ahead. We've only just found each other, and in the future, we need to support each other. I have no family left. If I get married one day, I hope you can be my elder and walk me down the aisle, give me to that man; will you promise me?" Eliza Bell held Avery Jane's hand. She knew how dangerous this battle was. But it was their mission, and they had to complete it. She suddenly felt an inexplicable fear, afraid that everything was just their impulsiveness, afraid that in the last step, all their efforts would turn into nothing, and even more afraid that her sister would repeat her aunt's tragic path. What if that man made excessive demands after winning? What kind of demands would a man make of a woman like Avery Jane? It's easy to guess.
"I won't. I will definitely win." In the name of the father, Avery Jane silently said.
