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Set Me Free   46.

Set Me Free   47.

We have been in Zen’s place for hours now, after putting Tim to bed I went down to the living room where Zen has been pacing back and forth for hours. My whole body has given up and I have been sitting on the couch almost lying on it with a blanket wrapped around my body.“Now can you tell me what happened in there?” I ask while I watch him sit on the single couch in front of me. “There’s no Rosie, there’s no one by that name. No one at all,

Set Me Free   48.

It has been a few days since that whole incident went down in the strip club. The police have been looking for Daniel but they have no trace of where he might be or what might have happened to him. It saddens me to realize that I might not ever be able to see him ever again. Zen has been very supportive of me, he is just wonderful, he is trying to take both Tim and I under his wing. He insisted on getting Tim admitted to a school here so I gave in and let him do it. Zen got all our stuff shifted here and he gave me full liberty on any changes I want to make around the house. He is treating me as if we are married, it’s funny how sometimes he just says ‘Honey I’m home’ after he arrives from his office. Life has suddenly taken a turn for the good, the past s

Set Me Free   The End.

The distant calling of a voice makes me open my eyes; all I see is clear blue sky in front of me. “Tim?” I whisper closing my eyes again as a recollection of the moments of Joe taking him away starts flooding my mind. “Isabelle? Are you okay? He is right here look.” I hear Zen say. “Mom, are you okay?” I feel a small head on my chest and a pair of arms wrapping themselves around my body.

Set Me Free   Sequel.

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a short preview of the book. Enjoy.“What is your name?” A deep voice of a man echoes throughout the poorly lit room.Daniel, who is cuffed to a white medical bed, can barely see anything. Small beads of sweat are pooling on his forehead due to the humidity and hot temperature of the room. His blurry

Set Me Free   1.

What is life? Well, you must be wondering why I’m asking you this question. For me, my life is this mansion. This big mansion, filled with all the luxuries possible, all of the expensive type of furniture. The floors are made of marble and can get really slippery right after I mop them. Once, the ‘mistress’ of the house slipped and fell on her face. It was so funny at first, but later it wasn’t when I got beaten up and had to clean up the entire house on my own. Chandeliers scattered around the house. At night when all of them are lit up, it feels like bright white stars are blinking down at me. They provide serenity to my chaotic mind; I could sit under them and watch them glow in all their glory all night and day.

Set Me Free   2.

We arrive at Letty’s in his matte black Audi e-tron GT it's his favorite car to drive. I stare at the house that is booming with loud music. My hands start sweating due to nervously; I'm not sure about this all the rich kids are nothing but snooty. I don't know how Zen turned out to be so different.“Why are you worrying so much? It’s just a party Isabel, and look at you, you look so beautiful.” He tucks a strand of my hair to the back of my ear. “Oh yeah, stop lying.” I slap his hand away and blush hard. “Let’s

Set Me Free   3.

We sit in the car silently while he drives back home. I stare at him and observe his face, it’s completely neutral, and I can’t read him. “Zen?” It comes out as a whisper but he turns his head towards me as soon as I call him. “What is it? Does it hurt somewhere? We should go to the doctor, yes we should. I’m taking a turn.” He turns his gaze back towards the road. “No, no, I’m okay. Are you okay? Why are you so quiet? Talk to me.” I lean on the seat and stare at his face and watch his expressions soften a little. “I’m fine. I just, I just can’t stop imagining what would’ve happened to you if I didn’t come down to look for you.” I can see the restlessness in his eyes, while he runs his fingers through his hair.