Isabel Refugee 소설 & 이야기

Isabella grew up in Anji Village outside Silvana City. Her mom owned a two-bedroom house with a large courtyard in front and at the back. Vegetable patches are full and hibiscus flowers surrounding the wall. There’s a small pathway of pebbles from the entrance to the house, so when it rains, mud won't get on shoes.

Not as a spy pretending to be something I wasn't. I was walking away as Isabella Romano, mother, fiancee and survivor. A woman who had faced every battle thrown at her and emerged stronger. A woman ready for whatever came next.

The voices from the room have seized now, making me realize they’ve heard me. “Isabel!” My father’s voice set my nerves on edge. I was done for. I tried to flee but Gabriel spread his arms out, trapping me in. Nothing like a good beating to end the already stressful night. With a smirk, Gabriel moved me to the side and opened the door, presenting me to father. I took a deep breath and stared at the floor, too scared to look at them. I stumbled when Gabriel pushed me not so gently inside the room but I didn’t dare utter a word.

The hashtag lit up again: **#WornAmbition** — Isabela watched from her private suite. Her assistant hovered. “Public response is back in her favor. The livestream is everywhere. Even Delaroche released a follow-up saying they’re ‘reevaluating’ their pause.” Isabela said nothing. Instead, she turned to the photo beside her—Miguel and Ximena, walking side by side after the kidnapping incident. Her hand curled into a fist. “He’s in the way again,” her assistant muttered. Isabela’s voice was calm. “Good,” she said. “Then I’ll take him out of the way first.”

"I think it's time you return to California to them. You've overstayed your welcome here." "Impossible. I came to my brother's house and I'll stay till whenever I want to return home. You will not tell me what to do." Isabel waited in silence, while both sibling bicker jokingly back and forth, a nostalgic smile on her face. She was an only child, who'd lost her parents at a very young age, so never got to experience any of this. "Sorry for the interruption, Izzy, are you still there?" He asked her after the commotion died,

She says and I could see tears beginning to form in her eyes. I open my mouth to say something, but in truth I really don't know what to do in this situation. I have no idea how to comfort the young woman on the verge of tears in front of me. Come to think of it, Valerie never cried to me once. My brows scrunch at the realization when she spoke. "I must go." Isabela says, making my eyes snap to her now-crying face. "Where are you going?" I ask, finding my voice. "Back home. It seems no one wants me here." She says more to herself than me as she stands there looking at me. There's a flicker of hope in her eyes as she said those words, as if she is waiting for me to do something or say otherwi

ISABELLA After I moved out of Noah's apartment back then, I moved in with my parents. I worked three different jobs in addition to Leo's. Every cent I didn't spend on basic necessities went toward that rent. I couldn't live there anymore... but I couldn't let it go.

Uneasy Refuge Nadia's POV I did not want Isla in my home, ever. Every cell in my body rejected the idea. This woman kidnapped Elena, kept my daughter in a cage for two years of her time. She caused us unspeakable trauma that might never fully heal. This was insane. But Dylan argued with me in low urgent voices while Isla was being treated by our pack doctor in a secured room. "She helped us escape, babe. She gave us information and she is terrified of her mother and that tells us something."

"I love you. I'm coming back." "How do you know?" "Because you're my home." Her voice cracked. "You and Lucas and Lily. You're everything." Sebastian was silent for a long moment. Then he nodded. "Go," he said. "Bring him back." The flight was long and quiet. Isabella sat by the window, watching the clouds drift past, her mind churning. She had packed a small bag of clothes, books, and photographs of her children. She didn't know how long she would be gone. Didn't know what she would find.