Isabella’s Point of View:I was making coffee when I heard Achilles enter the house. Turning around, I took the cup and walked up to him. He looked really tired, so I offered it to him.“No, uh…” He looked at me, his eyes containing atleast a couple of emotions I hadn’t seen in a little while. “I need to tell you something.”“What’s up?” I asked worried as I gestured to him to sit down at the couch, and took a seat myself.He exhaled after taking a moment. “Josephine found something.”“What?” I asked, confused and curious.He took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over to me. I opened it and my eyes hovered over the written letters. As soon as I completed reading it, my breath became shaky from his memories.“Achilles…” I whispered and looked up.He took it back and kept it in his back pocket. “He wants us to move on so that’s what we’ll do.”“Achilles, you—uh, you can’t… deal with this like this.”“Like how?” He looked back and scoffed, “You don’t think I should move on?”“Y

Isabelle’s Point of View:“I’m sorry, Bella. I know it’s fucked up what I did, and honestly, I think it’s best if I don’t live here. If by chance you’re worrying, don’t. I’ll be okay. I need you to move on and do whatever you want. This is not the first time I’ve hurt you so I’ll get what I deserve. You be safe. And even if you don’t believe me, I love you.– A.”As I read the letter, I felt a sharp breath leave my mouth. I didn’t bother about the entire letter, but the part where he mentioned he’d get what he deserves somehow scared me. It was not very long ago since he tried to… kill himself, I mean… it’s not even been six months, and oh, I needed to find him…I picked up my phone and immediately tried him twice, but obviously it was not picked up. The ring still went through, so it was deliberate. I ignored that and called Josephine.“Isabelle?” She picked it up at the second ring.“Josie!” I said as I was confused how she picked up. She hadn’t been answering any of our calls since

Achilles’ Point of View:“So? Should we start the paperwork?” His voice rang in my ears as I looked over the file and then at him again.My mind wandered off to all the options I had at the moment. On one hand, I had to accept entering this new world of illegal people in exchange of my entire life being handed back to me on a silver platter or I could continue being the homeless son who betrayed everyone he ever came across.Sure, I was exaggerating each of the choices, but that was because I had already made one.“Sure,” I replied with a smile, taking a moment but not too much, “After all, Roman Industries deserves an heir.”He smiled back notoriously before pulling out several documents and continuing the process. The next few minutes witnessed me signing on multiple pages, and then he asked me to follow him to a certain location which was probably the base. I wondered why he was in such a hurry.When we reached the location far off from his place, I was shocked to find that the “man

Isabelle’s Point of View:“Achilles?” My voice came out confused, yet somehow hopeful.In reply I heard a sigh before the same voice came out again. “Why don’t you all go back to the base and wait for me?”“Yes, boss.” The two other men replied before I felt them receding to the other end of the alley.After I stood up slowly as they left, I could see the dead victim on the ground at a distance and the man, who had to be Achilles, standing a little distant from me. We stayed quiet as I wasn’t sure if it was really him, and I didn’t know if I wanted it to be.He finally spoke when we were alone.“Isabelle.” He said with a cold voice, almost lacking any emotions although confirming my doubts. “Why do you keep getting involved with sick things?”“Why do you keep doing sick things?” I whispered back as an instinct. “Achilles, what’s going on?” I was both worried and shocked. Is this what he had been upto since he left?He came closer and I could finally see his face in the dim light. He h

Isabella’s Point of View:The next morning was hard. I was feeling overwhelmed as I had cried myself to sleep the night before, but I couldn’t miss work. I was already fired from my last job, and I needed money for my future. My present was already falling apart and I had no one to support me anymore.As I managed to drag my ass to The Brew Haven, I started serving the customers and I noticed someone I didn’t imagine would be here was sitting on one of the tables. His eyes didn’t meet mine, but I could feel heat rushing to my cheeks—for reasons I couldn’t recognise.“Heather, can you take table 4?” I whispered to her as I looked down with my heart racing against my chest. I really didn’t want this drama right now, not in the morning.“Sure!” She said before walking over to his table and I continued pouring a latte for table 2.She came back after a minute, her lips curled up with a side smirk.. “Oh, I think he really wants you to serve him. I’ll take table 3, thanks,” She gave me a wi