ONE-HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE “It's today. The day I've been anticipating. I'm not going to let anyone ruin today for me. The past is in the past,” Isabelle admonished herself, wiping the tear that fell as she stood in front of the mirror. “It was either me or him,” she added, remembering the Marcello incident. “I didn't kill him intentionally. It was in self defense,” she murmured, taking her hand to her chest. “It's not going to happen again. Alessandro will always be there. He will be there. I won't have to kill anyone anymore,” she added, holding herself from bursting into more tears. [Bad, bad men, Isabelle darling. They're everywhere. It would always be you against them. All these I do…all these I do for your own good, I do to protect you. They'll come for you if they knew you were my daughter,” her papá advised. “Never show yourself outside this walls. You never know the beast outside…waiting for you.”] Papá was right. There were more bad men outside than she could count. He
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