The Past

Isabelle

Continual from Isabelle's Flashback:

I and Orabelle we're playing in the toy room. Mom and dad were in the kitchen cooking dinner as always. They both cooked dinner together since dad won't let mom work all alone.

"Isabella, give me the bus..." Orabelle who was sitting a few feet away from the side of the door spoke.

I took the green plastic toy and pushed it in her direction, but instead of moving in her direction it diverted and went straight to the open door.

"Oh no," The pout displayed on both of our lips but before the toy bus could exit the room a laced-up boot came into our view that stopped it from crossing the boundary.

Orabelle and mine, both of our eyes traveled to spot the person who had done the favor for us. And a small slipped past Orabelle's lips as she looked at the man, especially the scar that started from the top of his eyebrow and ended closer to his jaw.

My eyes widen but so