Fifteen

"What on earth did you get yourself into Isa?" Caleb had just heard the whole situation his friend was in and he obviously was pissed and unhappy. "Gabriel sounds like he is going to end you."

Isabella stretched her leg onto the length of the red leather couch. "I have no idea what to do," she said. Caleb scoffed loudly. "What?"

"What on earth do you mean by you have no idea what to do? It is very obvious Isabella."

"I don't think I am ready for another marital life." The look on her face distressed Caleb who looked at her like he was wishing a simple hug could solve her problems.

"But you need protection from the one you just left and trust me, the next time I recieve a letter, I don't want it to be your blood on it."

"So," Isabella shrugged as she sank into the couch into a laying position. ", I have no choice but to marry Charles."

"Running away right now