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ISABELLA

I sat in the middle of the restaurant as I watched them leave. I tore the papers into pieces.

"Ma'am, the bill," The waiter came before me. I dropped a twenty bill before I rose from my chair.

I had to get to work nevertheless.

I walked out of the restaurant and to my surprise I saw a familiar car waiting.

The car's window slid down and I saw Damien in the driver's seat. My jaw fell to the floor.

Did he perhaps have a tracker on me? How ...