Jason's point of view."You'll be discharged on probation due to the only witness having a faulty memory," The lawyer told Dude during our short visit to the prison, "That's enough to get you released on probation at least."That happened the day after we found Meda. I was still a bit out of it, the whole conversation, the reward I promised Dude if he helped me find my wife. I just wanted to go back to the hospital.Dude stood up and shook the hand of the lawyer, "Thank you very much. I appreciate it," He said, the grin on his face was so wide and bright. It made me almost want to smile as well. Once the lawyer was gone, the smile disappeared from my face."That lawyer is from one of the best firms in the US. I'm sure he would do his best to get you out of here so don't worry," I sighed, before I got up from my own chair and stretched my hand towards him.Dude was a slim guy. He had no muscles and was never known for his strength to win fights. Instead he won with his brain, calculat
Isabella's point of view.It took two whole days for me to become a semi normal human again, even though I had issues. It took two whole days for me to get rid of all the alcohol I had in my system, without going for another. It took two whole days to promise myself that I would continue to be happy, because Amethyst needed a mother. Not a drunk angry woman who couldn't forgive herself.The journey back to self love wasn't going to be an easy one, but I would do anything for my family.Mom and Jacqueline travelled from Paris back to town once they heard I would be receiving visitors now. They were so happy to see me and so was I, to see them.I wasn't even that surprised that Jacqueline had dyed her hair pink."When you have a family that wants you to be the best, the best wife, the best kid, the best of anything, you learn of new ways to disappoint them," She said then leaned in to continue the sentence, "Especially if you didn't make them traumatized when you were a teenager."That
Isabella's point of view.Jason's phone ringing was the alarm that woke us up that morning. Jason tried to find his phone with his eyes still still firmly shut, and missed multiple times.When I couldn't take it anymore, I found the phone myself."Hello," I said, a bit harshly and much more rudely than I intended, "Why are you calling my husband at..." I had to remove the phone from my ear so I could look at the time, "...six in the morning. He's asleep."Jason's hand squeezed my thigh, "I love it when you're so dominant," He said, his voice was laced heavily with sleep.No one said anything at the other end for a whole minute. I wondered why I didn't end the call at that point."Haven't you seen the news? Jason's face is literally everywhere and I'm pretty sure the police would be on his tail soon," Zade's voice was the next thing I heard, it felt like he was talking from the other side of the room, "Get out of that penthouse and run."And then the call ended. Jason must have heard
Isabella's point of view."He's close to this place," Jason repeated because I said nothing the first time.He probably thought I didn't hear him.Cameron almost died. Cameron sent the anonymous tip. Cameron heard our conversation then."How does he know this place?" I asked confused, my eyes darting around because I felt like Zachary would appear out of any of the walls.Jason sighed, his hand moved to the back of his neck. A sure sign of nervousness."Mom knows about this place. I couldn't believe mom was the female helping him, I mean, I can't even understand it. She probably sent that tip to the police or whatever," Jason said, he was trying to appear strong but his eyes gave how tired and heartbroken he was, "I don't understand why she would do this to me.""Because she wasn't the one, she didn't do this."He looked at me, confusion was written all over his face, "What do you mean? She was working with Zachary to get...."I didn't get a chance to explain it to him because someone
Isabella's point of view.Zachary turned himself in to the police the next morning. We woke up and he was nowhere to be found, all he had left was the simple note he wrote about where he was going to and what he was going to do.Jason drove us back to the penthouse, the news reporter made another news concerning the issue and it was almost like all was well in the world again. No one cared about Cameron being in the hospital for alcohol and pills poisoning, no one cared about the fact that Jason would have been in jail yesterday if not for the intervention of Zade.The dude appeared the moment I thought about him, all smiles. His face looked the same to everyone so they missed the ugly bruise at the side of the head."What happened?" I asked him once we were close to each other.He almost choked on his drink, "What do you mean?" He asked, after he dropped the wineglass on the table while staring at me intensely.I nodded my head towards the centre of attraction, "What happened there?
Isabella point of view.When I was younger, I hated the idea of being tied down to one person for the rest of your life, forgiving them every single time they did something wrong and starting all over again.A social ceremony to keep people down."So you prefer just dating? No strings attached?" Cameron had asked me the first time I talked about my view on marriage.I rolled my eyes at her, "I want a really committed relationship but not a marriage, something better than marriage," I had replied while thinking about the bliss one might enjoy just doing something like that.Cameron must have thought I had hit my head when I was a baby because she stared at me shocked at my choice of words. There was silence for the next few seconds, while she tried to expertly paint my toenails.I loved Cameron because I never felt like she was judging me. I could say whatever I wanted and feel absolutely no shame about it.I then wriggled my toes, admiration for the paint job Cameron had done rising u
Isabella point of view"Before you get mad, just know that this was your cousin's idea. Something she considered grand"This has got to be some sort of sick joke. Someone who knew something was obviously trying to make me sweat or perhaps they wanted my money."Breathe, just breathe," Cameron's voice was quite distant but it was my anchor while my heart rate skyrocketed and my palms became all sweaty. My breaths became heavier and suddenly I was gasping.The hand on my back was cool and it eased my panic attack a bit but it wasn't gone."No one is here for you, everything is going to be fine, we'll figure out who did this and make sure they get what's coming for them, I just need you to calm down," Cameron kept on talking though I wasn't responding, I could only look at her and choke on my words.We must have stayed there for hours because it surely felt like that but slowly everything started to ease up, it felt easier to breathe and my heart rate got lower.Cameron helped me to a se
Isabella's point of viewI promised to call Cameron's boyfriend the moment I had the time. Now I was stuck in a hug with my mother."I honestly thought you wouldn't come when we sent the letter, it was your foolish cousin's idea," She said into my hair and even when we weren't hugging anymore, she held unto my aunt.None of my foolish cousins were out though.She held unto my cheek and pinched it a bit, "I'm happy you're here," She said.The words were at the tip of my tongue honestly but I couldn't say them out. Shell shocked from the fact that I actually have not seen my mom for the past five years.My mom didn't look much different though, her hair was longer and she even added bangs that brought out her cheekbones and made her more beautiful. She was a bit shorter but perhaps it was because I was older now and a bit taller too."Mom," I choked out the words, "Is it true?" I asked scared of the answer though I could feel it was true.Was dad dead?My mom nodded, the smile on her fa