Isla's eyes darkened. After a while, she nodded silently.

Although she could read, she wasn't a student of any school. She was already almost eighteen years old, and yet, she had never even gone to a primary school.

"You want to read it?" Maria asked, waving the stack of papers in her hand.

In an instant, Isla's eyes lit up. "Yes!" she answered without hesitation.

She didn't even know what was written in the manuscript. She was just excited to read it.