On the day our daughter secured the early decision admission slot for the Architecture Department at the University of Toronto, my husband, a Lieutenant-Colonel in Canadian Army, came home to cook—a rare occurrence.
But that night, standing outside the study door, I heard him on the phone with the admissions office.
“Yes, withdraw the Guaranteed Admission Privilege. Transfer Isabella’s Permanent Academic Record to the Thunder Bay Nursing School.
“Lily has excellent grades; she will do well anywhere.
“My comrade Robert Bennett passed away early, and his sole surviving heir, Isla Bennett, suffers from depression. She can’t handle the blow of failing the exams. That early decision admission slot must be given to Isla.”
“Isla goes to the University of Toronto, and Lily becomes a nurse. That way, she can even take care of Isla’s health in the future.”
I covered my mouth tightly, tears striking the back of my hand, an agonizing pain piercing my very bones.
Lily had suffered from claustrophobia since childhood. To perfect her architectural drawings, she had locked herself in the studio, enduring three grueling years!
With a single sentence, “give it to Isla,” he was going to brutally break his own daughter’s wings and trample her into the mud as a stepping stone!
Pushing the door open, I met his astonished eyes with utter despair.
Since you can crush your own daughter’s dreams for the sake of an outsider.
Then there is no need for this family anymore.
No More Yielding Chapter 10 For the next two months. Arthur became a wandering ghost on the streets of Boston. He had spent all his savings and ended up on the streets, surviving by scavenging through garbage and waiting in line for soup kitchen meals. Just to stay alive long enough to catch a glimpse
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No More Yielding Chapter 09 All eyes in the room focused on this ragged intruder. Isabella turned around. The moment she saw Arthur, her face showed no surprise, no anger, and no hurt. There was only a dead, stagnant calm. As if she were looking at a rock on the side of the road. “Sir,
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No More Yielding Chapter 08 Three years later. Winter arrived in Toronto with heavy, swirling snow. Arthur’s temples were gray, his back hunched, and his hands as rough as sandpaper. Not a trace of his former high-spirited self remained. His daily routine consisted of organizing the logistics warehouse, followed by drinking himself into a stupor
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No More Yielding Chapter 07 A violent pounding suddenly echoed from the door outside. Margaret barged in, dragging Isla behind her. Margaret’s hair was a disheveled mess, completely stripped of her usual fragile and understanding demeanor. “Arthur! You must give Isla an explanation today! “The early decision admission slot is gone, and Isla’s illness has
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No More Yielding Chapter 06 His heart felt as if it were being crushed by a giant, invisible hand, the pain so agonizing that even his breaths tasted of blood. Arthur returned to the officers’ housing compound like a walking corpse. He pushed the door open. Greeting him was a deathly silence. The house was
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No More Yielding Chapter 05 The smile on Isla’s face completely shattered. She screamed and threw herself at Arthur, gripping his arm in a death hold. “Impossible! Uncle Arthur, you lied to me! You said the early decision admission slot was mine! “What do I do now? I can’t get in anywhere! You owe me
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No More Yielding Chapter 04 Two days later, at the airport departure hall. I dragged my suitcase, with Isabella following quietly by my side. Arthur called, his tone dripping with condescending charity. “Did Daniel drop you off at the airport?” “Once you settle down at Thunder Bay, I’ll book a tour group for you to
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No More Yielding Chapter 03 Only ten hours remained until the overseas online interview. A sudden rainstorm struck in the night, tripping the power in the officers’ housing compound and plunging everything into a dead, silent darkness. The moment darkness fell, a muffled thud came from Isabella’s room. My heart jolted violently, and I rushed
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No More Yielding Chapter 02 Arthur didn’t come home all night. The next morning, he sent me text message. “I have already withdrawn Lily’s early decision admission slot. “I’m bringing Margaret and Isla over this afternoon to pick up Lily’s study materials, so don’t give us any attitude.” Looking at this self-righteous command, I didn’t
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No More Yielding Chapter 01 On the day our daughter secured the early decision admission slot for the Architecture Department at the University of Toronto, my husband, a Lieutenant-Colonel in Canadian Army, came home to cook—a rare occurrence. But that night, standing outside the study door, I heard him on the phone with the admissions
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