The Runaway Mafia Bride: Hidden in Shadows

the faint scent of fresh roses. Isabella stood in the middle of the chaos, feeling like a silent observer in her own l

er wedding dress, the ornate decorations, and the carefully chosen menu. But beneath the polished veneer of elegance lay

e heavy drapes added to the sense of confinement. Isabella paced the room, her thoughts racing faster th

bag with essentials: a change of clothes, some cash, and a fake identification card she had managed to acquire. Her

n was still abuzz with activity. She could hear the faint strains of music and laughter fro

lip out through the side gate, blend into the night, and disappear into the nearby woods. The

lp her blend in and move quickly. Isabella had also prepared a small emergency kit, including a basic first aid kit and a map of the nearby

r made her freeze. Her heart pounded as she strained to list

voice. It was Maria, the h

was troubling. She needed to act quickly. She hid her duffel

nted to see if you were alright. The preparations have

"I'm fine, Maria. Just a bit overw

on unreadable. "I know you have a lot on your m

mask her anxiety. "Yes, t

al, and her instinct told her to be on high alert. The walls felt as though they were closing in, and

vily on her. She double-checked her plan, ensuring every detail was accounted for. Her heart pounded as she considered the

. The mansion was quieter now, the revelry replace

She had made it this far, and there was no turning back now. The side gate was her main

than usual, and she could see the silhouettes of guards patrolling the perimeter. The realization t

oards. Her heart skipped a beat as she thought of the duffel bag hid

r eye-a shadow moving closer to her window. Her pulse quickened as she squinted into the

ed in darkness, creeping towards her window. It was impossible to tell who it was or what th

ow more than ever. With her heart pounding, she reached for the hidden duffel bag, her

of fabric, a sound that sent chills down her spine. The shadow seemed to pause, as if

ndow ledge, Isabella knew her next move would be

with fear and urgency. What if the figure had already discov

ed a choice that could determine her future. The shadow

, Isabella's world stood still. Her fate, her fre