Isabelle’s Point of View:
The rest of the night went better than I had expected it would. Even if I was scared after what had happened that night, he was gentle as ever and took it slow till I was completely ready.After that, I slept over at his place and decided to return in the morning. He wasn’t your normal sex-buddy.
‘Sex-buddy’. Haha. To be honest, this was really a fantasy and I was freaking out on the inside. I never thought I’d lose my virginity, let alone to him—and that was a long time ago. Now I was sleeping with him on an exclusive basis.
Well, what I was saying earlier—
Isabella’s Point of View:“I think I’m in love with you, Bella…” He whispered.I froze as I processed his words. My heart beat could easily be heard by my ears at this point, as my brain tried to comprehend the meaning behind the words he just spoke. His voice echoed through my brain, ears and whatever it travels through.Even though I wanted to prompt myself to speak up, there was no sound in my throat. There was no reaction. Everything was too dramatic, to be honest—I shouldn’t freeze like I was in a movie, but I couldn’t help it.His eyes wandered from focus
Isabelle’s Point of View:Our kiss continued for the longest time ever and I pulled back when I ran out of breath. He smiled at me and kissed my forehead.“I’m so lucky to have you.”His words were like a symphony to my ears. I was flabbergasted, taken aback, and freaking out all at once. This seemed to be a happy ending to a long-awaited sad life.“I believe you know that this is something I’ve wanted forever.”“I know,&rdq
Achilles’ Point of View:“Yes. They are my father’s people,” I said in a low voice to Carlos. He looked at me and exhaled. It was obvious he felt pity for me—but I didn’t.Although it was true that I had no idea he would do something like this, atleast not before he even knew we got into a romantic relationship. It really makes me wonder if he had some people assigned to spy on me and actually did get the information on me.It didn’t matter. What matter was that he had taken Isabelle in spite and I had to get her back. It was somehow relieving to know that he was the one behind this—for some reason, I kne
Achilles’ Point of View:Everything was falling apart.The doctors told me that her reaction toward me was much more hostile than any other person she has seen, so I was supposedly her trigger to whatever she went through at that time. They suggested I stayed away till she made a full recovery—which they didn’t have a timeline on, or a confirmation even.Carlos was also taken aback when I told him everything. He couldn’t understand what happened, or why she didn’t call me when she got out. She had just wandered off on the street till someone saw her covered in some blood. They called the ambulance and asked if she was okay, but she didn’t speak a word.The person described her state as “in shock” and “not responding to any stimuli” and that’s when he called the police. Carlos was at the hospital because… well, I don’t know why he was there—but he saw her and did the same, and she didn’t reply. That’s exactly when he called me and asked me to come.I understood that my father had done
Carlos’ Point of View:I was afraid for Achilles. He had gone through a lot in the last few days alone, and what was happening at the moment just made him almost miserable.This was literally our only hope to find out what really happened without actually asking that old piece of shit. If it were up to me, I would ask him to abandon him and ask his man to torture him till he leaves this Earth, but I knew better than that.When Stefan came, we both went inside her ward—giving a small reassuring, yet sad smile to Achilles. I could feel that his heart was breaking.I had never seen him in love. In all these years of our friend
Achilles’ Point of View:I hung up the call in rage and left the hospital for a walk. As I was walking on the sidewalk, I saw Carlos coming back with the drink for her.“Hey, Achilles. Your call’s done?” He asked with a cheerful expression.Ah, crap. I really didn’t want to deal with this. I just wanted a normal, fucking walk.“Uh, yeah.” I said as my eyes wandered on the street.“What’s wrong?”
Achilles’ Point of View:“I need to kill that fucking monster…” I muttered with distress as I started walking toward the exit of the hospital.“Hey, don’t be stupid, okay?” Carlos followed me and stopped me again. “What’s wrong with you? Have you completely lost your mind?”“I don’t know what to do, Carlos! Did you not hear what she said!?”He exhaled. “I did, but did you? You promised her you wouldn’t do anything reckless. Is this you not doi
Isabelle’s Point of View:I was sitting in the courtroom, right next to my lawyer. It was weird to be here, after what happened. I didn’t know if I’d find the courage to take the matter to court, but when Ace said he’d do it if I didn’t, it just felt right for me to be the one.He had done so much for me. I know I was the one who went through it all, but he stood by my side—metaphorically, and never gave up on me, even though he could’ve walked away with good reason. He didn’t feel the need to force me into seeing him, or even rush me at all. There was no one else who could’ve been more patient and understanding than him. Maybe that was all the more reason why I didn’t want him going against his father—I didn’t want him to get shit in returning of everything he had done to me. When the judge asked me to present them with any witnesses if I could, there was silence for a few moments. I hadn’t thought of anything, to be honest. My lawyer did some of the thinking and planning, but I was