The Runaway Mafia Bride: Hidden in Shadows

the room. She had barely slept, her mind racing with the myriad details of her escape plan. The urgency of

lously annotated with notes and observations she had made over the past few weeks. Her eyes flicked nervously bet

security was at its weakest. Yet, complications had begun to surface. The constant feeling of being watch

tention. It was a message from Maria, the housekeeper who had grown fond

g. I don't know how, but I've

confirmation of her growing paranoia. The sense of being observed was not just a figment of he

precautions. She would need to be more cautious than ever to avoid detecti

rked several alternative routes on her maps, each with its own set of risks and benefits. The side gat

tentially draw attention away from her escape route. But this idea was fraught with danger; it could cause ch

d into her throat. She had not anticipated any visitors this early. She moved swiftly to h

ari family's distant relatives. Elena was known for her

anxiety with a friendly smile. "Good m

ly decorated space. "I just wanted to check on you. You seeme

ne. "I'm fine, just a bit tir

er than necessary. Her eyes met Isabella's with an inscrutable expr

but the brief encounter had heightened her sense of unease. Elena's visit, while seemingly innocuous

iced several subtle changes in the estate's security. The guards seemed more alert, and the usu

ers. They spoke in hushed tones, discussing a recent "security update" and "unexpected incidents." The i

djusted her plans, focusing on the need for stealth and precision. The side gate remai

ight of her escape. Her anxiety was palpable, but so was her determination. Each day br

fear of being caught was a constant companion, but the desire for freedom drove her f

s escape plan was set into motion, but she knew the risks were high. The Fe