Sybil felt the tears dropping on her chest as she hung waiting what ever would happen next. He had dropped the crop at her feet and walked away. She wasn't sure if she had pleased him or not. His face was so hard, he was so stern. She felt her heart breaking.
What if he didn't take her back, what if he didn't want her. She knew her heart would just break in two pieces and lie next to the crop on the floor.