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CHAPTER 5

Author: Zeee Jibrin
last update Huling Na-update: 2024-09-24 01:33:29

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And before Mary could get started, the guard curtly cut us off, "Time's over. You gotta go." Mary turned to me with an apologetic yet determined look. A look in her eyes said something I couldn't quite define but made me feel even more miserable. "Goodbye, Isabella," she uttered softly, her words now soft-soothed-and a gentle good-bye amid my storm. She'd turn and be gone; now this figure retreated slowly from my view. I watched her go, last fluttering flame in the dark, until her form was lost. How final the glimpse of her departure was. I was the lone wolf again, with the world weighing on my shoulders. The guard clutched my arm tightly and started pulling me toward my cell. The steps were miles as my heart was focused on the weight of what Mary had just told me. I hardly noticed the handling; my mind was racing with the storm churning inside, the recent days, and the import of Mary's revelation. Her words entered my mind, like splinters being driven deep. Flung back finally into that small, dark cell, I threw myself on the hard bed; the chill, suppressive silence of the prison walls closed in around me. My mind seemed a maelstrom-a cacophony of confusion and despair. I glared into the bleak ceiling, trying to puzzle the fragmented narrative that had brought me to this juncture. The revelations by Mary were overwhelming; it was a bitter draught to the end to consider that corruption could teach its limbs down into the darkest nooks and crannies of the structure of justice. I knew full well the state of my situation was going so far beyond the things that I actually could see, but having that far-reaching conspiracy confirmed was almost too much to bear. The thought that big people had pulled strings to keep me confined made the walls of this cell tighter. I clenched my fists in an attempt to steady my racing thoughts. "I couldn't even kill a fly, let alone a human being," I muttered to myself with an unbelievably tense tone of my voice, an accurate reflection of the utter impossibility of the accusations against me. Labelled a murderer, that was just out of this world it was something so unreal. A nightmare currently being experienced, but I sure wouldn't wake up from a horror show of definite proportions now being played in the darkest corners of my life. The accusation was insurmountable. The accusations of infidelity and murder, all put together, weighed a ton. I had never done anything in my life that was remotely this bad, and now I was caught in some waking nightmare in which truth had contorted itself inside out. I tried piecing together how I'd come to be sitting here in prison. It was a night I remembered all too well, one unravelled in some sort of swell of confusion and terror. The day following was to bring back my husband Maxon from what was probably the most awaited business trip. The reason behind me hanging on every day since he had left me was to be with him again. That night, I had ordered a glass of juice, my simple pleasure in a world otherwise bereft of comfort. But what I hadn't known was that the juice was poisoned. The minute I took one sip, the world around me began to blur. Next, the darkness swallowed me, and I fainted. I'd woken up to find myself in one hell of a situation: lying naked in bed next to a man who wasn't one I knew. My heartbeat began racing instantly as I turned to look at the man beside me. It was quite a shocking instance to utter anything since realization hit me like a gut punch when I saw my husband standing there: Maxon. I couldn't even begin to wrap my head around what was going on. The only thing I could recall was the taste of that wretched juice. The discombulation in Maxon's eyes was real as he stared at me, his face a mask of utter incredulity. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice shaking with anger and betrayal. I didn't even have time to speak because the door swung open, and a person came in to utter words that would destroy my soul. Maxon's sister had been found dead. The accusation was instantaneous and heartless. Not only an adulteress but also a murderer of Maxon's sister. The world got uninhibited, and my life was accusations and misconceptions running one after another. The trial that followed was a sham, a farcical display of justice if ever there was one. Yet, the pieces did not quite fit, and I had been thrown into a role that I didn't understand of guilt and treason, valued at my very life. Lying in that cold bed, the memories of that fateful night replayed themselves through my mind-so much confusion, fear, and helplessness that was overwhelming. How could one who was never even capable of causing harm be accused of such atrocities? The weight of those thoughts was all but intolerable. In an instant, the guard reappeared and dragged me from my reverie. Indifferent, his face a mask, the cruelty of the job was only part of his routine. "You have a visitor," he growled. Automatically, my heart leapt into my throat. A visitor was both a godsend and a death sentence. The prospect of seeing someone, anyone, was comfort to me, but all that guesswork on exactly who would be coming started to stress me out. I trailed after the guard as he led me down one of the thinner hallways, my mind racing over all the possibilities. The moment I sat in that visitation room, Maxon stood before me.

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 6

    Isabella sat on the cold, hard bench in the visiting area, her heart racing. The weight of Mary's words hung in the air like a storm cloud. She felt a mix of fear and empowerment-fear of the unknown, and empowerment from the sliver of hope that maybe, just maybe, she could prove her innocence.Maria," she whispered, "what if they find out? What if David finds out about what you discovered?"Maria leaned in, her eyes darting across the room in succession. "We have to be careful, Isabella. David has eyes everywhere. Still, you have to listen up. We have a great opportunity with this, and I am not going to let it slide.Isabella nodded, her brain racing. "I can try to remember anything else. What am I to be looking for?"Mary let out a deep breath. "Look back at your trial. Every conversation you had, every moment that seemed out of place. There must be something-any thing-that can help us.She shut her eyes, trying to put the pieces together. It had been one confusing haze of faces and

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 7

    Isabella sat on the cot in the dim light of her cell, staring at the cracked concrete walls that had become her world. It seemed impossible that it had been weeks since Mary had made that first visit to her. The walls felt like closing in around her, holding her hostage with her thoughts. But instead of defeated, a spark was beginning to light in her. She had waited long enough for somebody to save her. It was time to act.She shut her eyes and started going over in her mind every incident that led to the whole case against her. It was like a bad movie running in her head-the trial, the courtroom, the gavel coming down on her future. What could I have done differently? she thought. Who was really behind all this?Suddenly, clattering noises filled the hall and dragged her out of her reverie. A few guards were accompanying a new inmate into her cell block. She walked inside, head held high and an aura of confidence surrounding her. Dark hair combed back in a tight bun, with a fierce gl

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 8

    Isabella sat on the cold, metallic bed in her cell, with a small, tattered notebook in her lap. It was what she had now to try to make sense of her nightmare-a simple tool, yet in her hands, it was the beginning of far much more. She had been writing in it for days, jotting down each and every detail she remembered about the trial. With every word, another memory came to the fore, each sharper, more critical than she first had thought.Her hand danced across the paper, jotting down names, dates, moments that had passed unconsidered during her hearing: witnesses that seemed nervous, the security footage that never quite fit with the timeline-and Helen, that key witness, something off about her testimony that Isabella couldn't quite place yet.With a deep sigh, she closed the notebook and stared blankly at the grey concrete walls of her cell. Her mind was abuzz-the tiniest hint of hope making its slow way back into her heart. Maybe she could find a way to expose the truth. Maybe this wa

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 9

    Isabella sat on the bed and looked out at the dim light issuing from the small window high above her. Something was changed in the air within the cold walls that surrounded her, almost a spark of hope. Her prison time had bestowed upon her some very unexpected allies, and for the first time in a long while, she was not entirely alone.It was the others who have gradually, yet slowly, begun opening themselves to her: women beat down by life in ways similar to herself. The stories, the pain, and the anger were too much to count, but then again, so was she opening up to them in return. There was a sense of budding comradeship growing between them-a bond she never expected to find within a place such as this.But even as that strength in her grew, she couldn't be blind to the threat that was ever present. Every step closer she came to the truth, she stepped one step deeper into danger. Somewhere out there was David, and his reach wasn't confined within those prison walls. One mistake, and

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 10

    Isabella began to pace the small cell, her bare feet cold against the stone-cold floor. Each step echoed in her ears while her heart, this time, was not racing out of fear but anticipation; pure adrenaline was running in her veins. This was the day she would finally meet up with David and see his response to understand that she was no longer the same woman he framed; she was grown up now and had a plan in store.Isabella steeled herself as the guard came to take her away to the visiting area. Sharp, calculating, her mind went over and over the things she was going to say. David had no idea what was coming, and she wanted to keep it that way. If she could just throw him off, just for a second, that might be enough to get him into some kind of mistake.She walked into the visitor's room, where he sat already, superbly dressed as always in his suit. He looked every inch the charming successful businessman that he had always been, but Isabella knew better. Under the polished veneer lay a

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 11

    Isabella woke up early, the dim light of dawn creeping through the narrow window of her cell. She had barely slept, her mind racing with thoughts of Jessica’s proposal and the risks it entailed. Her past flashed before her eyes: the trial, the humiliation, and the pain of being framed for a crime she didn’t commit. David had taken everything from her—her freedom, her reputation, and her sense of self. Yet today, for the first time in years, she felt like she had a sliver of power. That thought alone gave her the strength to rise from her cold, hard bed and face what lay ahead.The morning routine in the prison was as monotonous as ever. The blaring sound of a whistle signaled that it was time to prepare for breakfast. Inmates shuffled about, some groaning and others moving with mechanical detachment. Isabella moved quietly, her focus inward, replaying every detail of her conversation with Jessica. The risk was monumental, but the potential reward was greater. She could almost see the

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 12

    Isabella awoke to the sound of rustling paper, her pulse quickening as she noticed a note slipped under her cell door. Her hands trembled slightly as she unfolded it, revealing a chilling message: "Stop digging, or you’ll regret it." The words seemed to jump off the page, sending a shiver down her spine. But instead of succumbing to fear, determination took over. Someone in the prison was working for David, and they wanted to silence her. This was all the proof she needed that her actions were rattling him. She clenched her fists, her resolve hardening like never before. She wasn’t going to back down—not now, not ever.Mary noticed Isabella’s tense expression as she studied the note. “What is it?” Mary asked cautiously, her voice laced with concern. Isabella hesitated, then handed the note to her. Mary’s eyes widened as she read it. “This is dangerous, Isabella. David’s reach is longer than you think. You need to think this through before it’s too late.”“I can’t stop now,” Isabella s

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 13

    Isabella sat on her bed in her cell, feeling the weight of the day pressing down on her. The events from the previous night still echoed in her mind, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to happen. Her pulse quickened when she heard the sound of footsteps outside her door. The guards were becoming more hostile, their eyes sharper than ever, as if they knew something she didn’t. She wasn’t naive enough to think they weren’t watching her, waiting for any sign of weakness.It was only a matter of time before David found out she was digging into his past. Her visit from the mysterious woman earlier had confirmed her suspicions. Jessica, her ally from within the prison, had been moved to a different facility, and Isabella could only guess that David had ordered it. The woman had warned her, told her to be careful and keep her distance from those around her. But Isabella couldn’t back down now. She was too close.The walls of the prison felt like they were closing in,

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  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 92

    With a final surge of determination, I summoned every ounce of strength within me, channeling the artifacts' energy into a devastating blow that sent Victor crashing to the ground.The battlefield fell silent, the echoes of battle fading into the cool morning air. Victor lay defeated, his armor shattered and his dark ambitions thwarted by the guardians of the artifactsAs Victor lay defeated on the ground, the battlefield around us was eerily quiet. The remnants of his forces stood in shock, their resolve crumbling as they realized their leader had been vanquished. Maya, Lila, and I stood together, our breaths heavy with exertion yet filled with the relief of victory."It's over, Victor," Maya's voice rang out, firm and unwavering. "Your quest for power ends here."Victor struggled to rise, his face contorted with rage and disbelief. "You... you cannot stop me," he spat, his voice hoarse. "The artifacts... they belong to me!"Lila stepped forward, her eyes ablaze with righteous anger.

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 91

    The sun rose higher in the sky, casting a golden hue over the Zaveri vineyards that stretched out before us. Maya, Lila, and I stood at the edge of the estate, gazing at the rows of grapevines that had been a part of our family's legacy for generations."We've come a long way," Maya said softly, her voice filled with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction. "But Victor won't give up easily. We need to stay vigilant."Lila nodded in agreement, her gaze scanning the horizon for any sign of trouble. "Victor may have been thwarted for now, but he'll continue to pursue the artifacts. We must remain one step ahead of him."I clenched my fists, determination coursing through my veins. "We'll protect the artifacts with everything we have. Our family's honor depends on it."As we turned to walk back towards the mansion, a figure emerged from the shadows—a man dressed in a tailored suit, his expression unreadable."Sorin," a voice called out, and I recognized the man as Alexei, my father's lon

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 90

    As Maya and I emerged from the cavern, the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of pink and gold. We carried the artifacts with us, their presence a testament to our triumph over Victor and his sinister ambitions."We need to find a safe place for these," Maya said, her voice filled with determination. "Somewhere Victor and his allies won't think to look."I nodded, scanning the horizon for any signs of pursuit. "The Zaveri estate is too dangerous now. We'll have to find another location."Together, we navigated through the dense forest surrounding the estate, the artifacts cradled carefully in Maya's arms. Shadows danced around us, whispering secrets of ancient guardians and forgotten allies.As we reached the edge of the forest, a figure stepped out from the shadows—a woman dressed in dark robes, her eyes gleaming with an intensity that mirrored our own."Who are you?" Maya demanded, her voice cautious yet curious.The woman bowed respectfully. "My name is Lila. I am a guardia

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 89

    As Maya and I navigated the narrow passage, the glow from the artifacts illuminated our path, casting flickering shadows against the ancient stone walls."We can't stay here," Maya whispered urgently, her eyes scanning the dimly lit tunnel. "They'll be right behind us."I nodded, my heart pounding with adrenaline. "We need to find a way out, somewhere they won't think to look."With each step, the air grew colder, the echoes of our footsteps mingling with the distant sounds of pursuit. The artifacts in Maya's hands pulsed with a faint energy, guiding us deeper into the labyrinthine depths of the Zaveri estate."Do you think these relics really hold the key to our family's legacy?" I asked, my voice echoing softly in the silence.Maya glanced at the artifacts, her expression thoughtful. "I believe so. There's power in these relics, Sorin. Power that Victor and his allies will stop at nothing to obtain."As we rounded a corner, the tunnel widened into a vast chamber bathed in a soft, et

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 88

    As the harvest season drew to a close in the sun-drenched vineyards of Tuscany, Maya and I found ourselves immersed in the daily rhythms of winemaking. Each morning brought a renewed sense of purpose as we tended to the vines with meticulous care, ensuring that every grape harvested would yield the nectar that had defined the Zaveri family's legacy for generations.Amidst the tranquility of our surroundings, whispers of admiration rippled through the local community. The Zaveri wines, once embroiled in controversy, now emerged as a symbol of purity and craftsmanship. Critics and connoisseurs alike praised our vintages for their complexity and depth, celebrating them as a testament to the resilience of tradition in an era dominated by greed and deception.Yet, our triumphs were tempered by the looming threat of Victor and his clandestine allies. The organization, fueled by their insatiable thirst for power, continued to wield influence over the global wine market. False accusations and

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 87

    As Maya and I navigated through the labyrinthine streets of a distant city, far from the reach of the Order's influence, I found myself reflecting on the legacy of my family. The Zaveris were more than just wealthy entrepreneurs; for generations, we had been revered as the premier producers of red wine in New York City. Our vineyards, nestled in the picturesque valleys of upstate New York, had flourished under the meticulous care of my ancestors.But amidst the turmoil and revelations of recent days, I realized that my connection to the family legacy ran deeper than I had ever imagined. The vineyards weren't just a source of wealth—they were a testament to centuries of craftsmanship and tradition, a legacy that I now carried as both burden and privilege.Maya and I finally arrived at a secluded villa nestled among the rolling hills of Tuscany. Here, amidst the sun-drenched vineyards and fragrant olive groves, we found sanctuary. The villa, owned by a distant cousin who shared our disd

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 86

    As the days passed after the Richardson scandal unfolded, Sorin and Andrea found themselves more deeply connected than ever before. Their bond had weathered the storms of betrayal and revenge, emerging stronger and more resilient. Despite the shadows of uncertainty that loomed over their lives, they were determined to cherish every moment together.The Zaveri estate in upstate New York became their sanctuary. Surrounded by rolling vineyards that bore witness to generations of Zaveri family history, Sorin and Andrea found solace in each other's presence. Anne, ever the steadfast friend, had become an integral part of their lives, her unwavering support a testament to the enduring power of friendship.Yet, beneath the facade of tranquility, a sense of unease lingered. The threat of Jake Richardson's eventual release hung over them like a dark cloud. Despite being behind bars, his influence still cast a long shadow. Sorin, now more vigilant than ever, had bolstered security measures arou

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 85

    :Andrea Martinez had always been known as a bright and ambitious young woman. Growing up in a middle-class family in a small town, she had dreams that stretched far beyond the limits of her surroundings. Her father, Alejandro Martinez, was the proud owner of a successful construction company that had been thriving for decades. Andrea admired her father's dedication and work ethic, often spending weekends at his office, fascinated by the bustling world of business.However, as Andrea neared the end of her high school years, tragedy struck. Alejandro Martinez, a shrewd businessman but with a heart of gold, faced a series of unfortunate events. His company, once a pillar of stability in their community, began to face financial challenges. The economic downturn hit hard, and projects that were once profitable now became burdensome.Andrea watched helplessly as her father fought to keep the company afloat. Late nights turned into early mornings, stress etched deep lines on Alejandro's fac

  • The Vow We Break    CHAPTER 84

    The park was bathed in the warm hues of the setting sun, casting a serene glow over Sorin and Andrea as they stood locked in an embrace, their hearts beating in sync. Sorin held Andrea gently, as if afraid to let go, while Andrea clung to him, her tears of joy dampening his shirt.**Andrea:** Sorin, I can't believe this is happening. I've dreamed of this moment for so long.**Sorin:** I'm sorry it took me this long to see clearly, Andrea. But I'm here now, and I promise you, I won't let anything come between us again.Andrea lifted her head from Sorin's chest, her eyes searching his for reassurance. **Andrea:** What about your father's company? Won't this decision affect Zaveri Enterprises?Sorin took a deep breath, his resolve firm. **Sorin:** Katherine and I reached a mutual agreement for a strategic alliance that doesn't involve a marriage contract. The alliance will strengthen both companies without compromising our values.Relief washed over Andrea's face, mingled with admiration

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