ADRIAN
Earlier in the day after Isabella came home after lunch...
When Isabella finished speaking, something inside me went very, very still. Like the moment before a storm breaks. She stood there with her hands twisting together, her voice trembling, her eyes wide with fear — fear that I would blame her, get angry or that I would see her differently.
But I couldn’t speak. My thoughts are crashing through my head like a tidal wave. Daniel and timing of it all– it's a pattern.
Someone had been manipulating the people around her.
And now Daniel — her ex — just happened to be the doctor covering her appointment?
No.
Coincidence didn’t exist in my world.
When I finally pulled her into my arms, it wasn’t to comfort her — though she needed it. It was to keep myself from walking out of
