Novel & Cerita Torn Photo Isaac

My wolf Ciara burst out in a silver flash, her legs trembling but determined. She howled once. Loud. Defiant. Riverdale was two territories away. We didn’t stop. I collapsed at the border. Not from exhaustion. From pain. It was like fire licking up my spine. Tristan. He was near. And he was in agony. Our bond, though fractured, still pulsed. Someone was hurting him, too. "Reya?" I turned my head. Isaac. His eyes widened. "Oh, goddess. You’re... alive."

“Your face was brighter. You didn’t look like someone carrying the weight of the world.” He glanced at me. “You could be Ayah Russell… without restrictions.” The room fell silent. I stared at him. “Was I really that unhappy these past ten years?” I whispered. A heavy thought crossed my mind. “Did I make a mistake somewhere?” Then I suddenly remembered something. When I checked Isaac’s phone earlier, I noticed his wallpaper. It was a photo of the two of us. That made me curious. Isaac spoke again. “I saw you at the hospital before the accident, but you didn't see me."

Isaac slowly retracted his hand and laughed it off. “I should go inside.” Isaac said, pointing at the door. He was going to leave, but Lucas caught his wrist. “You said your name is Isaac?” Lucas asked, and Isaac nodded. “You have a weird birth mark that looks like a smudged star around your left hip.” Isaac looked confused. “How do you know that?”

That wouldn’t have been fair to either of them. “Amelia?” I flinch subconsciously as he reaches out in an attempt to either comfort me or snap me from my mental jail. “I, um, how old is he? What is his name?” “He is almost 2, we called him Isiah” I can feel his gaze on me, his breaths are rapid and his heart is racing. He has absolutely no idea how I am going to react, and if I'm honest neither do i. “I really need some air to process this”

Isaac looked at the man indifferently and said to Hymen and the two bodyguards. As soon as the man was released, he yelled, "What can all this prove? I just took a few pictures. Is it something wrong?" "Of course you can take pictures." Hymen said, "But the pictures you took are all about Mr. Bai. Don't you think it's abnormal?" "I just like taking pictures!" "Sure." Isaac nodded with a smile, but his face turned tepid before he curved his lips completely. With a "bang", he slammed the camera on the ground fiercely and then waved his fist at the man.

Karl had already taken the photo. I looked at it on Karl’s phone. Issa was standing beautifully on the rock, her pink coat neat, her cheeks red from the cold, her chin lifted. Behind her, Max looked like some creature of the woods that had just crawled out of a hole, his blue eyes bright, mouth open, T-Rex in one hand. I laughed. Max smiled proudly because he thought this proved he was a comedian. Issa was immediately furious because, according to her, her “personal brand” had been sabotaged. Karl looked at me calmly.

"Director Thorne, are all your thoughts focused on gossip like this?" Director Thorne trembled all over. "N-no, Vice President. I am absolutely loyal to the company, diligent, and never slack." A cold smile crept into Lysander's eyes. "These internet photos have an uncertain origin. How can you be sure that the person in them is Isabella Rivera? They look doctored, with even the door frames in the room appearing crooked. Plus, the scene mostly shows a few men, and the woman's face isn't visible. How can we be certain it's Isabella Rivera in these photos?"

It was Issac leaning against his Mustang. She opened his profile, and to her surprise, it was public. She scrolled through his posts, which were very few; a couple of them were black and dark aesthetic blurred pictures of him. One picture of the fighting ring in particular caught her eye. There was a picture in which he was standing with two other guys. They looked almost identical, and they were as handsome as him. She read the caption, which had a hashtag brothers. Issac had brothers?

After looking at the front page, he smiled when he saw a photo of Isabelle with Isaac. Isaac looked very handsome in the photo with a clean face without a beard on his face, and Isaac's face looked younger than it did now. "Papa and Isabelle." Isabelle said as she pointed to a picture of her and Isaac when Isabelle was one and three months old. "Isabelle is so beautiful, her face looks exactly like papa Isaac." Calista muttered. Then on the next page he could see photos of Isabelle from time to time until now, and finally a photo of the black dragon members when Isabelle was three years old.

Next to it? A photograph. One was a faded photograph of a girl laughing, her eyes bright. Her hair whipping in the wind. The next was a current photo. Isabella, leaving Jaxon Corp with Damian Knight And a note scrawled in ink: Phase One: Complete.