**Isabella**
My mom had just left a few minutes ago after dad came into my room to remind her to take her drugs. I also got to know Razor left about thirty minutes ago to see a friend. He never said anything about seeing any friend but then again, Razor barely tells me anything.
I decided to take a little nap on the bed since I was a bit tired from my training yesterday. Ten minutes into my nap, it was as if I heard a whisper or something. I ignored it, still keeping my eyes shut until it sounded again.
"Isa!" The voice called in a low tone, probably didn't want to shout.
Instantly, I sat up on my bed and looked at the window, visibly gasping when I sighted the shadow of a man. I got out of bed and strode to the window, opening it.
"Ian!" I gasped, surprised. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
He climbed into my room, breathing rapidly as he slouched on the couch. "Your husband is fucking after my life."
