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CHAPTER FIFTY EIGHT
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This morning was one of those times for Isabella, when everything felt unbearable, like the world was pressing down on her. She dragged herself down the stairs, her body heavy, as if she were carrying rocks in her pocket.Isabella was having one of the worst mornings of her life, it was one of those times for Isabella, when everything felt unbearable, like the world was crashing down on her. She dragged herself down the stairs, her body heavy, as if she were carrying the problems of the whole world. If she were her own boss, she would have stayed in bed and avoided the day altogether. But that was not her reality. She had no choice, regardless of how she felt—whether her world was crumbling or her spirit was breaking. As long as she was breathing and not confined to a hospital bed or on her annual leave, the expectation was clear: be there, and not just be there—exceed as if nothing was wrong.Seth was in the kitchen, already dressed and waiting. His coffee steamed beside him as he w
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Isabella pushed open the front door, her head pounding from last night's drinks. She froze when she saw Seth in the living room, still in yesterday's clothes, looking like he hadn't slept at all.“Finally decided to come home?" His voice was cold as ice.Isabella winced, both from her hangover and his tone. “I didn’t know you were keeping tabs on me now.”“Tabs? I live here, remember? Hard not to notice when you didn’t come home all night.”“Last I checked, I don’t owe you a play-by-play of my life,” Isabella crossed her arms, ignoring how the room swayed slightly."No?" Seth stood up, holding out his phone. "Then explain why when I called—concerned, by the way — a man answered your phone at two in the morning?""That's none of your—"“My business?” he cut in. ”Isabella, you spent yesterday accusing me of something—still don't know what—then disappeared to spend the night with another man.""Another man?" Isabella let out a sharp laugh. "It was Leo. Or are you going to pretend you don
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Seth pulled up to his mother's house, checking his phone one more time before heading in. Ten missed calls from Isabella. He sighed, pocketing the phone as he walked to the door."There you are!" His mother's voice came from the kitchen. "I was starting to worry.""I’m sorry," Seth called back, following her voice. "Traffic was—"He stopped short in the doorway. His mother wasn't alone. A young woman about his age stood at the counter, wiping down the surface with a dishcloth."Traffic was terrible," he finished, shooting his mother a questioning look."Well, you're here now." His mother wiped her hands on her apron. "Would you help set the table? We can talk after dinner."Seth's phone buzzed again. He glanced at the screen – Isabella."Something important?" his mother asked."Just work," he lied, sliding the phone back into his pocket. "Where are the plates?""Same place they've been for twenty years, honey." His mother gestured to the cabinetAs he reached for the stack of plates,
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"Somewhere more comfortable than the stairs?" Isabella echoed, letting Seth guide her up the remaining steps. Her hand felt small in his, but their fingers interlocked perfectly. At the top of the stairs, she turned to face him. "I should probably clean up first. I must look terrible."Seth's thumb brushed across her cheek. "You never look terrible.""Liar." She smiled despite herself. "I've been crying for God knows how long.”“You’re always attractive to me," Seth said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Even with mascara tracks down your cheeks."Isabella stepped closer, her hands sliding up his chest. "Prove it."His eyebrows rose. "Prove it?""Mm-hmm." She began undoing his tie with deliberate slowness. "Unless you'd rather do something else..."Seth caught her hands in his. "You are trouble.""You like trouble." She freed one hand to trace his jawline. "And I really do need that shower.""Isabella—"She was already walking backward toward the bathroom, pulling hi
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For most of the trip to the apartment, silence ruled the car, Seth could tell something was wrong with Isabella. She kept turning a piece of her hair in her finger while her eyes looked blank as if she was daydreaming.“Hello,” he said, slowly moving his hand to the side of her thigh and giving her a light squeeze. She jolted, startled out of her thoughts.“Uh…did you say something?”“Something?” he repeated, his lips curving into a grin. “I said about a dozen things, but clearly none of them were interesting enough to compete with whatever is going on in your head.”Her cheeks flushed. “Oh…sorry. I was just…umm.” “What is going on in that head of yours?”“Nothing,” she replied quickly, looking out the window to avoid his gaze.“Nothing?” He moved a little bit closer and lowering his tone further he said. “It’s lustful when you look at me like I am your next meal?”Her head turned toward him quickly and her face was flush red with embarrassment. “What?! I was not staring at you!”“Yo
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Seth drove like he was running out of time. He was eager to ensure that Isabella never read all these rumors – not like this, not unsullied. His phone rang yet again and it seemed like this was the fourth or fifth time within that night alone. He knew that the call was from his mother, he didn’t even need to look at the caller ID.Heaving a deep breath he pressed the button marked answer.“Seth Donovan!” she barked before he could speak. “You’re all over the internet! What is going on?”“Mom, not now,” he said sharply, his patience crumbling.“Don’t you ‘not now’ me,” she shot back. “Your aunties have been calling me nonstop asking if she is the one. Seth, is she?”“She’s not,” he snapped, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel. “It’s a misunderstanding.”“A misunderstanding? So the photos are fake? The articles are fake? Seth, I’m your mother. Don’t hide this from me.”“I’m not hiding anything,” he said through gritted teeth.She scoffed. “So you’re okay letting the world th
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Jackson left with all that was given to him, and Eliza went back to grabbing whatever else she could find. That's when she saw it - a picture that had fallen behind Richard's desk. The one from that night they'd finally broken Isabella.She picked it up, a smirk playing on her lips as she remembered how Isabella had stood there, clueless about what was coming. Her own cousin, so trusting, so stupid. The glass was cracked now, right through where Isabella should have been standing."How fast things can go wrong?" Eliza traced the crack with her nail, remembering how Isabella had cried and begged her to tell the truth. Like she'd ever admit that getting Richard into bed had been the easiest part of her plan.“The strongest family now a laughing stock."All those family dinners, all those times Isabella had confided in her about her marriage problems. God, it had been almost too easy. And Victoria - she'd played right into Eliza's hands, doing the dirty work of destroying Isabella's repu
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Tara could not sit anymore. She leaned back from her laptop, her mind was racing a million miles an hour as she paced back and forth across her kitchen floor. Holy shit. Holy. Actual. Shit. Oh my god, she thought. Human trafficking. And all these powerful people involved. They were way over their heads.Louis watched her from his seat, his fingers drumming lightly on the table as he gave her space to process. “What is the problem, Tara?” he finally asked.She spun around to face him, her eyes wild. “What is the problem?” she echoed. “Louis, this could kill us. You know that, right? Come on, let’s be realistic! I know we are happy we have this, but”She ran her hands through her hair for probably the hundredth time, making it look even more of a mess, but she couldn't care less right now. This is bigger than them and they need to face it. She began pacing again and gestured to the screen like it was a bomb about to explode. “This isn’t just a little dirt we can throw at Richard. This
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Louis nodded. “How is her dad?”“Pre-op tests all morning. Surgery's scheduled for two." Seth said, leaning against the hallway wall next to Louis. "Man, the chairs here are brutal."The sound of footsteps made them both turn. Tara walked towards them, holding a paper cup of what was probably the world's worst coffee. "Tara.” Louis’s voice cracked slightly, betraying the emotions he was trying to hold backShe froze for half a second, her grip tightening on the flimsy coffee cup. "Louis," she said back, her voice carefully steady, but her eyes told another story. They always did when it came to him.Seth looked between them, then cleared his throat. "I should...check on Isabella. My girl should be starving.” He squeezed Louis’s shoulder. “Text me if you need me.”The silence that followed felt heavy enough to touch. Louis’s eyes stayed on Tara as she lifted the cup to her lips, taking a small sip. Her nose wrinkled at the taste. It was such a small, familiar thing, but it hit him har
