LOGINCHAPTER 126ISABELLE’S POVMy mind wanders to the beautiful future I carefully scripted for myself. It was as clear as day and I was this close to getting it. Rob dies and Damien gets framed for it. It was going exactly as planned. He was on his way here. By the time he got here, I would have stashed Rob’s body out of his view. The gun would be planted in a way that when he picks it up, his fingerprints are automatically embedded into them. I already paid off someone to give an anonymous tip to the police. By the time the sirens fill the air and cut through the dark, i won’t be a suspect. I’ll be the tragic victim who got lured to an isolated building. I’ll sob into a paramedic’s blanket, explaining how he’d shot Rob and I was next. By sunrise, I’d be a free woman, traumatized and shaken, but still a free woman. My biggest threats, one 6ft deep under me, the other miles away from me and probably awaiting a death penalty. A deafening crack snaps me back to the freezing reality of
CHAPTER 125ROB’S POV“You’re late” I said, as cold air escaped from my mouth. As ominous as this place looked, it sure packed a lot of chill than outside. The only reason Isabelle would have picked this place was because of how closed off it was from any and everybody. Isabelle’s face appears from behind the shadows. She looked different from last week, perhaps she’d wanted me to believe her lies through her looks also. “Never has it been a problem to arrive fashionably late.” She replies with a grin. Her outfit for today looked too fashionable for just a few talk. A leopard’s skin fur coat covered at most 90 percent of her silhouette, except for the thigh high boots that refused to be outshone. I tear my gaze away from analyzing her choice of clothing even further. “Can we begin?” “Yes! Yes! Of course.”I adjust myself on a crate, shoving my hands deep into the pocket of my leather jacket. The faint feel of my fingers against the transmitter clipped to my belt reminded me of mu
CHAPTER 124ROB’S POVI’ve driven into a lot of storms but none like this. I was unsure of how exactly to feel. But I knew for sure it was now or never. I peered into phone. Exactly one hour until it was time. Sixty minutes before my fate is decided. Could this be the end of start of a world for me? A surge of adrenaline flows through me, hitting every vein with a hard punch. If only she knows what’s coming. I looked back up at the fog covered road ahead of me. The drive to Jenna’s was a plan I hadn’t given a second thought. I didn’t call ahead. Part of me was terrified that if I did, she’d immediately decline seeing me or worse, let the phone ring till I got tired. I wouldn’t be able to bear the rejection at a time like this. My hand hovered over her apartment door for about three seconds longer before I hit the door bell. Another extra minute came, but it felt like an hour before I heard sound of keys and locks opening up. The door swung open, a surprised and then disappointe
CHAPTER 123ISABELLE’S POVThe faint red glow of the alarm clock continued to buzz by the side of my vision. It didn’t bother me that I hadn’t slept yet. 3:45am and my mind was still as sharp as you would after downing an entire jar of coffee. That had been my fate for the past week. Sleep had now become luxury. No matter how many times I managed to close my eyes, she was always there. The smell of her stuffy room choked me like it was present. Her wretched face haunted me everywhere I looked. Perhaps this was a bad idea. Letting Damien resurface something I’d buried a long time ago. Because to him ‘Elena was still a fresh kill and getting enough evidence to frame Rob wouldn’t be a problem.’Walking into the bathroom, I didn’t bother turning on the overhead lights. I looked pathetic and I didn’t want to remember how ghostly I looked. My skin had gone pale and my eyes sunk into my sockets even worse than the previous week. I avoided the sight of the mirror as I scattered through
CHAPTER 122ROB’S POVThe woman at the front desk looked at us as though we were an inconvenience. The sharp sigh from her lips was enough to tell as she dropped down the piece she was knitting. Her lips pressed thin as she swung towards our direction for the second time. “I already told you, we don’t disclose information about any of our residents here. Both old and new, now if you would stop interrupting me.” I didn’t know how long we’d been standing here for, but it was long enough for my patience to start running out. “Ma’am, we just need to confirm if Elena stayed here and if she did you’d be doing us a really huge favour.”“No.” The reply came rather too quickly. “I’m sorry if you don’t leave right now, I might need to call the cops on you.”Before I knew it, Phil had already whipped out his badge. The shiny metal reflecting beneath the fluorescent lights. “We’re investigating a homicide,” he says calmly. “So you can either decide to let this go the easy way or we come back wi
CHAPTER 121ROB’S POVThe holding room smelled of dust and coffee. I sat rigidly on the metal chair, the sound of metal handcuffs clanked against each other every time I moved. Above me the almost dim fluorescent light flickered at intervals. My irritation heightened along with it. “Let’s try this again,” one of the officers glanced up at me, lazily flipping through a thin file. “I already told you everything.” I leaned back into my chair, letting out a very exhausting sigh. There was no clock in the room and I could only wonder how long I’d been here for. An hour? Two?Another officer who’d been standing at the corner of the room arms crossed inched closer, drawing out one of the chairs across from me. “What was your relationship with Elena like?”“I barely knew her.”The officer raised a brow, scoffing almost immediately. “You really expect us to believe that?”“Yes I do!” I snapped, hitting my cuffed wrists on the table. “She used to work for Isabelle and that’s it.”“And how lo
CHAPTER 27 ISABELLE’S POV I stood by the window of my apartment, staring blankly into the glass in my hand. The thoughts in my head couldn’t compare to how much I was in rage. Rob didn’t pay as much attention to me anymore and it was all Jenna’s fault. All he thought about now was s
CHAPTER 19 ROB’S POV There I was Sitted across Isabelle, her hand sprawled across her face as she smiled—with a caption that read; FAMOUS MODEL, ISABELLE, SPOTTED WITH MYSTERY MAN?? “Who the hell took this?” I snapped angrily. “It could be a fan, paparazzi, it could be anyone Rob.” Sh
CHAPTER 20 ISABELLE’S POV I stood by the corner of an old bookstore, while the hot summer Madrid sun sizzled dryly on my skin. Without hesitation, I quickly slid my sunglasses higher on the bridge of my nose and tugged my hat forward. Jenna had called earlier that morning if we could go
CHAPTER 17 JENNA’S POV Sitting on the plane with Rob by my side felt surreal. Something inside me felt really happy—or probably the fact he could make time for us amidst his busy schedule. I never bothered to ask where we were going, and he didn’t tell me until the pilot announced our







