“I can’t handle another battered woman. Please, I’m going to bed.” Abigail sighed. “I’m tired.” “Would you want one on something else?” Toya squinted. “The next is about choice, really.” “We said we’d do at least three each time we meet,” Sybil
Abigail scoffed. “This makes no sense to me. Trash it.” Toya gasped. “Wait. Wait a minute…she’s sixteen!” “The heading is confusing.” Abigail stared closer at her screen. “She’s been married for sixteen years not that she’s sixteen.” “My bad,” Toya said and laughed.
“Hey, Sybil. I think this is for you,” Toya said. Sybil stared at the screen for more than a second. “This is going to be tough.” Abigail adjusted her headset. “Do you want me to read it?” “Be my guest, sister!” Sybil stood
Hi. My name is Sybil Bowale, and I was a physically battered woman. Hi. My name is Abigail Gudira, and my husband cheated on me with a gay love triangle. Hi. My name is Latoya "Toya" Odion, and I lost my fiancée