All Chapters of The Vow We Break : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Isabella sat on her bed, staring at the wall in front of her. The air in the prison was heavy, thick with the weight of the silence. It felt like a suffocating fog that clung to her every breath. But today, something felt different. The nerves that had once controlled her were now replaced with something far more potent. Anticipation. She could feel the faintest stirrings of hope, and it frightened her almost as much as it excited her. For the first time in years, she had a plan—an actual chance to do something about her situation. A chance that might lead to freedom.The conversation with Jessica had been cryptic, but it had been enough to set her heart racing. Someone on the outside. Someone who could help her. The words had lingered in her mind long after Jessica had left. Isabella had kept her distance from the other prisoners, not allowing herself to get close to anyone. She couldn't afford to. But Jessica’s offer was different. The promise of a way out was too tempting to ignore

Isabella awoke with a sense of urgency that washed over her the moment she opened her eyes. The events of the past few days had been building up to this point, and today felt different. Today was crucial. She could feel it in her bones. She dressed quickly, moving with practiced precision as she prepared herself for the challenges that awaited her. Each movement was deliberate, her mind racing with the plans she had in place. She had come so far, but this was the point of no return. There would be no backing down now.As she made her way to the breakfast hall, the sound of her footsteps echoed in the quiet prison. The routine of the place seemed to mock her as she walked through it, her mind consumed by everything she had learned in the past week. There was more to David than she had ever known, and as the layers of deception unraveled before her, Isabella began to understand just how deep the corruption ran. But none of that mattered now. She had a plan, and she had to stick to it. T

Isabella sat in the corner of her prison cell, her back pressed against the cold stone wall. The weight of the situation bore down on her, each thought more pressing than the last. It was strange to think that she had come this far, yet the further she delved into her mission, the more it seemed like a nightmare of endless obstacles and dark twists. There was no way to escape the fact that time was running out. Every moment felt like it was slipping away, the danger surrounding her growing thicker with each passing day. David’s influence stretched far beyond the prison walls, and she could feel it tightening around her neck, a noose she had to break free from if she wanted to have any chance of survival.She thought back to the day she was thrown into this hellhole, the day David’s hand forced her into a life she didn’t choose. His lies and manipulation had led her to this dark and lonely place. But now, sitting in this small room, Isabella wasn’t the same woman who had entered the pr

Isabella sat in the dimly lit room, the walls feeling like they were closing in on her as the tension in the air became nearly unbearable. It had been hours since she’d last spoken with her team, hours since they had gone over their plan one last time. Every moment felt like a countdown to something big, something that could change everything. She could hear the faint sounds of footsteps outside, the occasional shuffle of a guard or the hushed murmur of distant conversations. None of it mattered now. What mattered was the next move. They were so close—so close to taking David down—but she knew better than anyone that there was no such thing as a sure thing in this game. Her fingers twitched with anxiety, but her resolve was firm. There was no turning back now.Her thoughts drifted back to the beginning of this nightmare, when she had first been imprisoned for a crime she didn’t commit, when David’s manipulation had torn her life apart. The memories were sharp and jagged, like broken g

The air was thick with tension, a silence hanging heavily in the safe house as Isabella and Jessica sat at the makeshift table, their minds racing over the aftermath of the ambush. Every breath felt like a betrayal, as if they had been set up from the very beginning. Isabella could still hear the distant echo of gunfire in her ears, the chaos, the confusion. The betrayal stung deeper than any bullet. David had been one step ahead, tracking their every move, and now they were left picking up the shattered pieces of their once unshakable resolve.Isabella’s gaze hardened as she stared at the map spread across the table. The lines, the routes, the cryptic messages they’d gathered during the firefight—it all seemed to blur into one incomprehensible mess. "We can’t just sit here," Isabella muttered under her breath, eyes flicking toward Jessica. "We need to move. We need to know what David is planning next."Jessica, her face pale and lined with exhaustion, looked at her with a mix of conc