Chapter 1

ALEXANDER

I drove as fast as I could to Isabella's house and when I arrived I knocked on the door but nobody answered me and I knocked harder but there was still no answer, I didn't like this at all, I felt that something was wrong, so I started to kick the door to open it, then I would deal with the consequences for breaking into a private property, at this moment the only thing that interested me was to see that she was well.

But when I managed to open the door the shock flooded me, I was not prepared for this scene, I could never imagine that I would find her this way.

It was the most terrifying thing I had ever experienced, I had never felt so afraid of anything as seeing her unconscious and bleeding, and I was terrified to see her like that and imagine that I could lose her.

And at that moment I knew that I could not live without her and even worse, I did not want to, I could not bear to live in a world where her precious eyes would not shine anymore, without seeing her smile that illuminated my life. I have the certainty that I don't want a life without her and I don't know how I could survive after knowing her and losing her, after knowing what true happiness is and how wonderful life is if I live it with her.

I walked towards her with my whole body shaking, praying to any higher power that would listen to me that she was ok, that she was alive and when I got to where she was lying I looked for her pulse touching her with the delicacy of a feather for fear of hurting her more and when I could see that her heart was still beating, I called an ambulance and Jackson to investigate what happened, I wanted to take her as fast as possible to the hospital in my car but I was afraid of hurting her even more.

"My angel hold on please" I whispered as I took her hand. "Who did this to you?" I asked still having a hypothesis in my head that I didn't like at all and as I looked across the room it gained more strength as I saw our picture on the floor next to a broken bottle.

But, would that bastard be capable of doing this to his own daughter? What monster could do this to his daughter? I wanted to tear him apart, to end his life even if I was sentenced to years in prison, whoever did this to Isabella would pay for it.

I watched her as my insides burned to see her like this, bruises on her beautiful little face, so hurt, her head bleeding, I was afraid to even move her.

"You have to be okay" I said leaving a soft kiss on the back of her hand, which became wet with my tears, I hadn't realized she was crying until I saw her soft little hand wet.

The last time I had cried was when my dad left home and my grandfather when he saw me crying scolded me and told me that it was not worth crying for things that could not be changed and after that I never cried again, not even at my father's funeral, but this pain that I am feeling seeing Isabella like this is consuming me and I can not help it.

Soon the ambulance arrived and I rode with her to accompany her while the paramedics attended her and I silently prayed for her to be well without taking my eyes off her.

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I was walking back and forth in the emergency room where everything looked so monotonous and empty, with that particular smell of disinfectant that hospitals always have that only caused me despair while I was waiting for news of Isabella, so sorry for everything, because even though it wasn't me who spread the photo with that shitty text and sent it to Isabella's father, it was my sister and I am responsible for that, I am responsible for falling into her deceptions and hurting the person I love, I should never have come here in search of a revenge that wasn't mine and for which there was nothing to take revenge for.

All because of Emma's unhealthy obsession, I ended up in mortal danger of the most innocent person, the one who didn't deserve any of this.

"Do you know where she is?" I asked answering the phone.

"No, but we checked the cameras in the house and no one else got in." she paused before adding. "He ran off with a suitcase an hour before you arrived, it could only have been him."

"Weren't they supposed to have him under surveillance?" I asked angrily. "How could they not know where he is now?"

 

"We didn't expect him to do something like this, that's why we weren't watching his house, he was still supposed to be looking to get away with it, we're looking for him."

This was the truth still he didn't know he would end up in prison and it wasn't the time to run away, he had to look to do many things to not lose everything, besides who could imagine that he was a psychopath capable of hurting his own daughter? That he would do something like that to the person he was supposed to love and protect.

"Jackson you have to find him fast, I want him to pay."

"I will."

Hearing this I hung up, I was in no mood to continue this conversation, I am so furious, I want him to pay, I want him to pay for everything and when some images start to hover in my mind, I start to understand everything, why Isabella couldn't go out when he was there, why he simply couldn't talk to her about me and why she flinched that day I hugged her as if it hurt her, it was because it hurt her, who knows how long this monster has been beating his daughter and I can only reproach myself for not having noticed and not being able to protect her in time.

Not being able to be there when I needed it most, that she didn't feel confident to tell me and be the trigger of this that happened to her, this was killing me, I would give everything to give back the time and be able to protect her from everything, from her dad, from my sister and even from myself.

"Relatives of Isabella Alarcon" pronounced the doctor as he came out of the operating room.

"It's me, how is she?" I asked anxiously as I approached.

"What family tie do you have with her?" he asked watching me suspiciously.

"I'm her fiancé, she doesn't have anyone else" I lied, so he would finish telling me how she was doing.

"Well, the lady had too many blows to her body and fractured two ribs, plus the blow to her head was too strong and she went into a coma, we have to wait and see how she develops."

I knew that bastard had done a lot of damage to her and I wanted to finish him off this instant because of that, but I didn't expect her to fall into a coma, I was relieved to know she was alive but that she wouldn't wake up terrified me.

"Sir this I already reported it to the authorities and they won't be long in coming, so you better not move from here" he said and I looked at him puzzled and after a moment I understood what he was referring to.

He thought I had done this to Isabella and the very idea made me repulsed, I would never do something like that to the woman I love, I'm a cruel bastard but I could never do something like that to the person I'm supposed to protect for my whole life.

"I had already reported it and they are looking for him" I explained, although I didn't have to explain anything to him but I couldn't stand the idea of being accused of doing this to my angel.

"What?" he asked looking at me puzzled.

"They are already looking for the person who did this to her, when the authorities come I will explain."

He looked at me doubtfully but nodded, then added that they would move Isabella to a room and so retire.

Shortly after he left, the authorities arrived and I explained that I had already reported him and if they had any questions they should speak to Jackson, the head of the department. I hoped they would find him soon and make sure he never saw the light of day again, he didn't deserve it, not after doing so much damage, even to his own daughter.

He must have been doing this to her for years and my innocent little girl putting up with it all without asking anyone for help, my heart hurts so much just imagining all she has had to live through and I feel so much hate at the same time for him.

My angel I wish I had realized what was happening to her, I should have paid more attention, I should have been able to protect her, but I was so blinded by my revenge towards her dad and by the lies my sister told about her, that I just let those little signs go by and now all I have left is to regret and recriminate myself for not being what she needed.