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~ISABELLA~

When we got home, I ran straight to my room, locked the door behind me, and cried.

I wondered if my father even cared about the things that had been happening to me ever since he sold me to Antonio.

I wondered if he knew how miserable I was and wanted to escape.

At this point, I wasn't even sure that I would be able to get away when I tried to escape from him.

I guessed that Sarah was right.

I should have never gone to the club. Antonio would have never found me. I would be somewhere far from him. Safe.

I jumped when I heard a knock on the door. I got up from the floor, wiped my face, and opened the door.

"May I come in?" He asked.

He looked at me with an annoyed expression. I wondered what he was annoyed about when I was the one who was supposed to be annoyed at him.

I just rolled my eyes, stood aside, and opened the door for him to come inside.

I closed it, folded my arms on my chest, and waited for him to say whatever he wanted to say.

"Do you realize that you