Isabella
Tears rolled down my eyes as I gently lifted my face forward. My bones were aching, but it was nothing compared to what I was feeling inside. A week has passed since Beatrice promised to hunt my son and s*******r him, but even until now I have not heard a word from Derek or Daniel. They had both forsaken me and even Mason who I thought would be on my side has never visited me.
I won’t blame him entirely since I am also mad at him. A day after Beatrice threatened to kill my child, Mason returned to explain his plan to me, but it happened that I was not interested.
No matter what his plan was, using my son as bait was not an option. I hated the idea, and in my rage I threatened to kill him if he ever showed his face to me again.
Now I am alone. Sitting on the floor in this c
