EIGHTY-EIGHT

They arrived at Isaac's place, which was now their new home. Pamela and Gemma stepped in, as Isaac had left her at the airport to head home alone. She stared at the empty house, with no expression. She had expected so much and hoped they could spend more time together but she was here staring at an empty place.

"Mrs Dale, Do you need me to take this to the room?" Pamela asked, but Gemma's mind had wandered to different thoughts. Maybe he was seeing someone else, her mind was playing tricks with her.

"Oh, Mrs Dale, I didn't think you would be home soon," Tracy says, Gemma's eyes fell on her, standing in a white outfit. She didn't hope for that either. Tracy looked so much better.

She sighed and walked into her room, ignoring them. The door slammed after her.

She hoped he would come home to her and hoped by the time she got out of bed, he would be by her side and probably apologize to her for ignoring and messing up their honeymoon.

"Mrs Dale?" Tracy knocked gently, she covered h