His Cruel Obsession, Her Agony
lines of Aileen' s face with a pen. "A full reconstruction is a majo
for a month later, givi
s, her hand steady. The name 'Aileen Garza' on the
who had sworn he would rather die than lose her. That man was g
ding school, a safe place far from Kalen' s r
s on the couch, Izabella straddling his lap, their mout
st, pulling back wit
ck to him, his hand sliding under her shirt. He was m
mphant smirk. "Oh, by the way," she said, her voi
een felt nothing. A serene, chilling calm had sett
his was the one place Izabella was forbidden to enter. Kalen had b
g them into tiny pieces. She smashed the custom-made guitar Kalen had given her for their fi
match. The flames leaped up, consuming the pas
e, she walked back
Aileen entered, Izabella let out a pier
, her nails clawing at Aileen' s f
rozen, too stu
g about?" she asked,
s mask of fury. He immediately went t
a sobbed, pointing a shaking finger at A
len snarled, his eyes fixed on
staining the white marble. A small, empty packet lay beside it. It was a po
ity for the unborn child, and for the woma
oice flat. "I was in the studio the whole
hing sob. "She' s lying! She' s alw
soothing words into her ear. He looked a
he arms. They dragged her from the room, down to
e wall, the cold metal
red of the pain. The love she had felt for Kalen was a distant memory, a faint ec