…Isabella POV…
I watch in horror as this monster is standing in front of me, half-naked. I do not know what his intention is, but my mind keeps running back to the same one each time. The moment I squeeze my eyes closed, I try to wipe my mind clean, he forces me to open them, my fate becomes certain. Is this what my life has come to? Has my clear stupidity led me to this moment? I cannot help but think if I did not break off my wedding, that I would now be with Clayton at camp. Or would I still have been too scared to jump? I guess there will always be a what-if; they will haunt you for the rest of your life. I do hope that I make it through this to find the reason why my life has gone so astray.
