Amy sat quietly, deep lost in her thoughts, as Michael narrated to her his entire findings, telling her Isabella’s truth, everything he was able to dig up on her past.
26 Years Ago:
A young, fragile and peculiarly beautiful Elizabeth Paige, sat on a luxurious sofa chair inside a larger than life living area; whose columns resembled the Roman times, significantly giving the entire mansion the essence of a royal palace.
A woman in her late thirties, got up from besides Elizabeth and smiled at her, packing up her bags and her jersey signifying that she was a yoga instructor.
“We will continue the rest of our session tomorrow!”
Elizabeth nodded at her, carefully getting up from her chair and gently putting her hand on her evident baby bump.
“It will be great!” Elizabeth joined the woman
