Life at the resort.

Isabella wiped her brows with a napkin, taking deep sighs. She leaned her head on the bathroom door, feeling exhausted. Her bones ached and her body felt like it had been dragged on the floor by a carriage over ten miles. She wished she could blame her job at the resort for being responsible for her pain but it wasn't. Besides, she was living there for free. So if there was any pain at all, she would gladly bear it.

She groaned, lolling her head to the side trying to straighten out the kink in her neck. She had barely slept in the past few days. Samuel had been acting weird. Sometimes he just cried loud and hard for a long time, keeping her up through half the night. The previous night, he had kept on screaming for his dad and Vicky. Isabella wasn't sure how much longer she could keep up with not being able to sleep.

A knock resounded on the bathroom door and she sighed. Considering the bathroom was behind the bar shelf and only bar attendants had access to it, that was most definit