Chapter 41 Fake Women Everywhere

The couch was cold. Isabella was curled up all night, crying silently. Eventually, her head was woozy. Going all day without eating eventually had her stomach screaming in the middle of the night. It felt like a hand had seized her pain receptors, and it would squeeze them from time to time. Isabella was too scared to move, just in case she would disturb Seth. She couldn't do anything now. If she wanted medicine, she had to leave the room, and that would mean she might run into Keller. She was in a predicament, and she had to endure the pain or else.