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CHAPTER EIGHTY-FOUR
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ISABELLA’S POVA sharp pain ran through my head as I drifted my eyes apart. The harsh, sterile light hitting my sensitive eyes caused me to blink. The smell of antiseptic filled the air, mixed with the beeping sounds of the machines. I tried to take in everything about my surroundings. Before everything went blank, the image found its way in. “Oh! You awake?” A gentle female voice said, and I turned my head slowly due to the pain of seeing a pretty lady who seemed to be in her twenties smiling at me. She was dressed in a nurse uniform. She had black hair and looked like she was pleased with her job. “How do you feel now?” She questioned; however, I felt my mouth was too dry to respond. It felt like I hadn't drunk a drop of water in ages. My throat was so parched, with my head throbbing.My whole body was on fire. It felt as though it was stung by needles, and I groaned. “What day is it?” I managed to croak out, my voice a shadow of itself. I could feel my energy draining with string
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ISABELLA’S POV“See what the cat dragged in after four days.” Elena let out a smug look on her face. “Just enough time to have all the fun in the world while your husband suffers. Poor Alaric. It must be such a headache to be married to you.” She added, her tone dropping, causing me to clench my teeth.Two years after school, and yet nothing had changed. That is such old bitchy behaviour from a spoilt brat. I rolled my eyes and tried to walk past her, squeezing Mireille’s hand not to give a response. My whole body was on fire. The pain was getting worse with every second that ticked by, even though the Doctor admitted to giving me painkillers. I still had to show up some other days to get checked. “You don't get to leave when I’m talking!” She threatened, pulling me back and causing my head to let out a bang. My heart rate rose, and I could feel it hammering against my chest as memories of the accident flooded my mind. I could smell the lingering petrol in the air. The world was clos
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THIRD PERSON’S POVKelvin let out a groan before dragging his eyes open. His head was splitting in half with pain shooting through him. The room didn’t look like his, nor did it feel like his bed. His eyes landed on the small frame cuddled on the sofa, and he immediately sat up.Isabella.What was he doing in her room?He had no memory of how he had ended up here. Yes, he had gotten overwhelmed last night and ended up drowning himself in alcohol, but that had been in his trailer. He couldn’t understand why his mother would show up without meeting him. She was gone as fast as she came.His eyes drifted towards the clock, and he remembered having breakfast with Ava—an act that Mr Neil forced him to keep on to. Ava wasn’t just a singer; she was the daughter of a prominent politician who was a big shareholder in the industry.“Isabella, " he mumbled, but she didn’t seem to hear. Not wanting to walk her, he gently strode towards her, picked her up, and placed her back in bed.His eyes move
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ISABELLA’S POV“You sing so well.” I complimented, gazing at him as he sat. The singing part was over, and I was impressed. His tone was gentle, and each word sounded genuine. It was a song about longing for love, to be held and seen.“You like it?” He smiled sheepishly, and I nodded.Kelvin was two years younger than me, so I saw him as a brother.“I will sing you to bed every night then, " he teased. I laughed and jokingly ruffled his hair as I wondered how it would feel to have a sibling. Ever since I found out the truth, I had not attempted to find my birth parents. Maybe because I believed they had abandoned me, I wasn't ready to relive the hurt.Mr Neil walked into the container, sweat clinging to his forehead.“It is time for the meet and greet with fans. Then, your lunch with Ava Spring.” He announced.Kelvin rolled his eyes. “Must I? I don't even like her.” “The fans like you two together. We do this to stay relevant, boy, " he reminded Kelvin, and he shrugged his shoulders
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