ISABELLA
I sit upright on the bed, my heart pounding as Chloe’s words echo in my ears. “I’ve been arrested.” Shock ripples through me, and I struggle to process what she’s just said.
“What happened?” I ask, my eyes wide with disbelief as I clutch the phone tightly, glancing at Fabrice, who looks at me alarmed, hearing that something has happened. But Chloe doesn’t respond immediately. Instead, I hear her sobbing on the other end, and panic surges through me.
“Chloe, which station are you at? I’m coming,” I say urgently and through her sobs, she manages to tell me the name of the police station. “I’m on my way,” I assure her, ending the call.
As I set the phone down, Fabrice asks what happened to Chloe, his voice filled with worry, now, also sitting upright and I tell him what Chloe m
