Chapter 58

ISABELLA'S POV

Only when my eyes started to burn did I realize how much time I had spent staring at the wall. The house was so quiet that it gave the impression of something terrible – the silence before the storm. The thought of being inside an eye of a hurricane occurred to me, a few hours earlier, it all seemed so simple. I met with Hannah, I listened to her, and then I decided whether I cared to do anything else.

And now, I was standing in this cold empty hall, everyone merely lost control. How did it happen? How I, Isabella find myself considering my own husband, well, not mine – Maxwell’s – the documents stealing game? To be honest, a little on the wild side. I was always good keeping to myself, not showing too much of myself except when needed.

But this…this was a whole different thing.

The way Hannah had said those words also chilled me—cold and practical. “You’re going to need those documents if you’re going to protect yourself, Isabella.” Protect myself from what? Maxwell?H