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Isabella

To what could have been. I read slowly from the pleasantly perfumed card and instantly, I knew who it was with a dreadful realization. I must have looked pale because Emilio was present when it happened.

"Isabella, you seem quite pale, should I be worried?" Emilio asked politely as we exited the boutique.

"It's him," I said. "He knows that I am here," I added looking around in terror.

Emilio hastily guarded me towards the vehicle that brought him here and ushered me inside. I tried to stay calm as he got into the driver's seat and ignited the car.

"How can you be certain that he is the one behind it," Emilio asked me as he drove me home. I could see how he occasionally threw a watchful glance at the side and rearview mirror as he drove.

"Because of what he wrote," I answered. "It was not just that alone but how he knew what words to use," I added.

Emilio sighed wearily as he drove us home. "If only I had been in your life, all these would not be happening," He muttered pain