"Tell me you are making some kind of stupid joke," Isabella said as she felt her bones shake.

"It is no joke. Your father is-"

"I heard you already!" she exclaimed as she took another step back, her eyes darting in confusion. Without seeing his proof, she sort of believed him. It made sense a bit. Her father being dead explained his silence. But... why?

"Here." Her legs totally failed her and she hit the floor before Charles could help her. As she flipped the photos which ...