BLOOD AND DEVOTION のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 37

ISABELLA: I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't, she would have never done something like that. I stood still as she walked slowly to me, clutching her robe together, her neck a little red but her breathing was fast. “Isa…I can explain” she stops in front of me, her eyes already teary.I fold my arms, trying to stop myself from doing something stupid like hitting her because my anger was slowly blinding me, “tell me…tell me it's not true Cara, tell me you didn't let Montez go”She steps back, fear on her face, “I…I didn't, the idea…” “What the fuck Cara!?” I shout, “how….how did you even see him? How long have you been going behind my back?” A tear falls from her eye, “I…I just wanted to help” “He…” I scoff, pinching the bridge of my nose I release a shaky breath, “you have caused so much trouble for me, did you know your smart idea has put Warren in pain? Hm?” “What?” “I'm sure he didn't tell you while he was fucking you did he? How stupid can you be for God's sake!” She d

MIGUEL: 3 years ago….It's been a year plus but the pain was still fresh in my memory. I stared at his grave, tears trickling down my face but I didn't sob. I didn't move, I couldn't move, my fists were too tight so was my chest, my clothes felt too hot for me to breathe in but I stood still, not blinking, not moving. Suddenly I felt a small arm wrap around my elbow, I released a breath I didn't know I was holding, “you came” I breathe out. “You called,” her small voice warmed my heart a little, “how are you doing?”I clean my eyes and put both hands in my pocket, hiding my white fists, “not good, I keep…I keep seeing him in my dreams”Her grip becomes tighter around my arm, almost reassuring, “I'm sorry. I miss him too, a lot. He was my best friend out of both my brothers, it's not fair his life was stripped away from him too early”Gunshots filled my head, him on the floor bleeding out and his brother crying for help, I clear my throat pushing the memory away, “it's not”She

ISABELLA: I stare at the files again and again and again, my stare burning a whole into the file, every word etched in my very memory finally understanding the shares, the planning and how truly…it was never my father's to begin with. My heart breaks everytime I remember that this cartel was built with hope but was stolen with lies. How could my father do this? Does my mother know? Was it a mistake? An oversight? Questions upon questions fill my head and I just continue staring into mid air, trying to find some type of answers. My ringtone brings me out of thought and for the fifth time today, it was Cara. I wasn't still ready to talk to her, hell I never think I'll be ready to talk to her. If anyone had told me one day Cara would do something as crazy as this, I would have never believed it..but here we are, here we fucking are.I flip through the pages of the file, seeing inventories, letters between Ricardo and his wife I think..him telling her about the progress and her tellin