~Isabella POV~
I would not be recognizable right about now. I was a woman who had reached her limit and was sick and tired of people f*****g with her. I was tired of Victor, who was flaunting his ex-fiancée out there in the open as he unceremoniously tossed me aside. I was tired of his f*****g cousin, Nicolai, who blackmailed me into his bed, only to turn around and slut-shame me to the media. I was tired of Dave f*****g Cosgrove for his lies to the tabloids about my w***e-ish ways. I was tired of Amelia for f*****g my husband and leaking the story of me and Nicolai. Now, being tired of these people does not mean that I will stew in the comfort of my bed eating my Caramel Macchiato Chunky Chocolate ice cream and watching my hips expand. Nope, I am a f*****g Rossi! I am Don Rossi’s daughte
