Chapter 29

Pelham Bay, New York...

*Isabelle's POV......

The morning sun peeked through the cracks between the wooden window, casting a glow on my face as I laid in bed. The day had dawned, bringing it with new hopes and aspirations.

My lashes fluttered open, and my eyes rested lazily onto the ceiling above.

I had let my thoughts wander the previous night before finally drifting off to sleep.

Rolling off the bed, my shift at the cafe was in the evening, so I had nothing to do for the whole morning and afternoon.

Making my way to the bathroom, I picked up the toothbrush that rested onto the vintage bedside table.

I brushed my teeth until it was sparkling white before pulling the stainless bucket that sat to a side of the bathroom, filling it up with cold water.

Closing my eyes really tight, I poured the water over my head, bracing myself for the cold that was going to pierce through my naked skin after.

I shivered from the cold, my teeth chattering as I took a cold bath in the cold whether. I was not human after all, so I did not expect myself to get sick easily. I had been bathing with cold water for a couple of days despite the city being in winter.

Done with the bath, I pushed the empty bucket back to where it had been sitting, earning a screech from it.

Making my way back to the room, I had hit my leg on the wooden door, earning a sharp pain from my leg.

"Ouch." I cried out, limping to the bedside, settling down on it. Today was such an unlucky day for me, I thought as I observed the toe in which I had hurt just now.

Dropping my leg to the side, I proceeded to wear the shirt in which I had been wearing on the first day I had been employed at the cafe. It was Klinn's, and despite the fact that I had already washed it, I could still perceive his scent from it.

It made my heart tug. What would my life had been like if I was still pregnant? I asked myself, my hand pausing from wearing the shirt.

Life was easier as I wasn't pregnant, but it did not mean that I had not regretted murdering my own child. It was all because of Vivon, I thought, my chest hurting from anger.

Shaking my head to get rid of the many thoughts that had clouded my mind, I proceeded to wear the shirt that had came down below my thighs.

Having nothing to do, I had decided to take a stroll in order to get my mind off my life's situation.

Wearing the only tights I had below the oversized shirt, I clad my feet in my slippers, heading out.

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I had been staring at the ice cream shop from afar, gawking at it since I had no money to afford it, until I bumped into something hard that sent me falling to the ground on my butt. I winced at the sharp pain on my waist, today was such a disaster.

My gaze traveled to the thing I had bumped into only to notice it was a man. His eyes stared at me, amusement sparkling in them.

Wait! I thought, as my eyes traveled down to his nose, then to his entire face, and finally to the clothes in which he had worn.

"You?!" I yelled, pointing my index finger at the man who stood before me, his lips curling up into a smirk.

It was the man in pink, the man who's girlfriend had been creepy.

Standing up abruptly, I had began to walk away hurriedly, but I caught his voice behind me.

"Hey! You can't just walk away like that." He yelled, following after me.

Halting, I turned around, my face red with anger.

"Mister, if you could please do me a favor and stop following me." I said, stressing each word as calmly as I could.

"I will." He said, and I had felt relieved for a moment until he said...

"Only if you tell me your name." His lips curling up once more.

"Isabelle." I said after much thought. It wasn't a big deal if he knew my name, right?

Turning around, I started to walk away from him, but he had followed behind me again.

"Heyy, You said you would not follow me anymore." I reminded him, as I halted only to watch him halt by my side.

He only whistled, feigning innocence as he stared at me with a look that said "What are you talking about?"

"You tricked me!" I yelled, stomping on his foot and walking away, hoping that he would not follow me.

I heard him hiss, probably from the pain I had inflicted on him, but he had followed behind me. I didn't know where I was headed, as I barely knew the area very well.

And by this time I had not known where I was. Turning around, the guy in pink had been right behind me.

"Where are we?" I asked, my eyes scanning the place which was rowdy, people going about the morning.

"You are right, where are we?" I heard him ask, stroking his chin feigning ignorance, and I glared at him.

"Fine, fine, I'll lead the way." he said, closing the distance between us.

The sound of my rumbling stomach pierced through my ears, and I hoped he had not heard it. I had not had breakfast as I had no money.

I had walked behind him, not knowing where he was taking me.

"Be careful." I heard my wolf say, and I should have listened to it, but I had just brushed it off.

He halted, and I had bumped into his back really hard as I had been lost in thoughts.

"Ouch!" I cried out as I rubbed my forehead. I was sure it was going to leave a bump, his body was sure hard for a guy who wears pink, I thought as I rolled my eyes.

"You sure have a fetish for bumping into me." He said, turning to look at me and I rolled my eyes as I rubbed my forehead one last time before putting my hand down.

His gaze traveled to my reddened forehead before speaking.

"We're here." he said as he turned around, staring at the building before him, and my eyes followed him.

"Why?" I asked, my voice laced with confusion.

Why had he brought me here?