Andrew released her arm from his grasp and nervously ran his fingers through his hair, further disheveling it. He couldn't lose her… Not now when he was about to do the fusion with "Grayson  Tech". Although there were no longer the same feelings between Michelle and himself, the same love that they had at the beginning of their relationship, Andrew still needed her, needed her strength. Well, she wasn’t the perfect wife or the perfect mother, she never was, but he grew accustomed to her mood swings. Michelle could be a woman full of love and tenderness at first and change within seconds, becoming extremely cruel and aggressive. The way she looked at him, the tone in which she just spoke to him, the arrogance she was showing at this moment, was making Andrew go out of his mind with rage. He had to try to stay calm before doing something he would regret later.

             Silent, perfectly still, overwhelmed by the pain she had been struggling with for so long every day, Isabelle was looking in awe at the view that was unfolding before her clear blue eyes. She had learned to love this vast, infinite land, and the ocean that was kissing the sandy beach a few meters away from her. She and her father had come to live at the ‘Silver Spur Ranch’ after the accident in which her mother lost her life and send her father to the hospital. Isabelle closed her eyes and for the umpteenth time, the things that happened after that terrible night came back to haunt her.             The day before Andrew left the hospital against Dr. Jones's recommendation, one of the detectives who had followed the Baldwin case told him that he and Isabelle would be able to return to their home si

"What are you doing?" She asked nervously. "Get out of my way and let me go immediately," she said, blinking nervously.                   The man continued to stare at Isabelle, measuring her from head to toe, and began to smile. The color of his hair, his face, his piercing grey eyes... his smile. Isabelle had a strong feeling that she already saw him. But she didn't know when or where. She tried to escape, but he stopped her again.“Who are you? What do you want from me?” she yelled, keeping her scared horse at bay."The last time I saw you I didn't notice your temper... You’re so fiery, I like it!" He replied and started to laugh. “I remember you were quiet as a mouse and so... submissive. Come on, stop pretending, you know very well who I am. As far as what I want f

         Billy went to the window to take a closer look at Isabelle. He couldn't deny that the seven years that had passed had turned her into a gorgeous woman. She had beautiful dark long hair that she held tight in a ponytail, she was tall, with a fabulous body even though the clothes she wore wasn’t doing her justice. A pair of jeans, a checkered shirt, and a pair of white sneakers weren't exactly the right clothes to highlight Isabelle Baldwin's beauty. Billy smiled when he saw her be tickled by Frannie and Diana. Her laugh was so wonderful, so genuine. Isabelle would have had his full attention.“Son! Billy!”           His father's voice brought him back to reality and stopped his train of thoughts about the new babysitter. He put his serious face on again before turning to look at his parents.

             Angry as she had never been before, Isabelle abruptly pulled away from him. He let her go without saying another word. She wanted to tell him a lot more, but Marie's voice stopped her. She didn't want to be seen by her in that state, so Isabelle tried to calm down."Oh, my dear, you are here... Come on, your father just arrived... Ah, but I see you've already met Shawn, my nephew." Marie walked up to him and let him give her a hug. "How about you have dinner with us this evening?" she asked, adjusting his hair."Aunt Marie, first I need to take a shower and I'll join you as soon as possible," he replied, continuing to smile at Isabelle.“Very well! Hurry up, please!”              Marie took Isabelle's hand and practica