His Cruel Obsession, Her Agony

lines of Aileen' s face with a pen. "A full reconstruction is a majo

for a month later, givi

s, her hand steady. The name 'Aileen Garza' on the

who had sworn he would rather die than lose her. That man was g

ding school, a safe place far from Kalen' s r

s on the couch, Izabella straddling his lap, their mout

st, pulling back wit

ck to him, his hand sliding under her shirt. He was m

mphant smirk. "Oh, by the way," she said, her voi

een felt nothing. A serene, chilling calm had sett

his was the one place Izabella was forbidden to enter. Kalen had b

g them into tiny pieces. She smashed the custom-made guitar Kalen had given her for their fi

match. The flames leaped up, consuming the pas

e, she walked back

Aileen entered, Izabella let out a pier

, her nails clawing at Aileen' s f

rozen, too stu

g about?" she asked,

s mask of fury. He immediately went t

a sobbed, pointing a shaking finger at A

len snarled, his eyes fixed on

staining the white marble. A small, empty packet lay beside it. It was a po

ity for the unborn child, and for the woma

oice flat. "I was in the studio the whole

hing sob. "She' s lying! She' s alw

soothing words into her ear. He looked a

he arms. They dragged her from the room, down to

e wall, the cold metal

red of the pain. The love she had felt for Kalen was a distant memory, a faint ec