The third point of view:
Isabella recovered from her thoughts with a startling gasp as if she went through an epiphany. Now she thought over it, she didn't want that kind of life - a life without Pedro. She was just so angry she couldn't think straight. All she wanted was revenge, but now, it was clear to her. She didn't care anymore, all that mattered was her happiness - she couldn't live such a miserable life.
"Pedro!" Her gaze fell on him and then without as much thought, ran over to him and threw herself on him, hugging him tight as if they were estranged lovers seeing each other for the first time in a long time.
"Oh, thank God," Pedro was more than relieved as he held her in his arms, breathing into her hair and inhaling her lovely scent. He had been so scared thinking that he was too late and lost her forever.
