Chapter Thirty-Four

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Back at the hotel, Isabella went to her room and got the letter that she had rote to Zachary. After thinking about it long and hard she decided that the best thing to do was rewrite the letter and then send it to him. She knew that she was in love with him, and she kind of understood what was going on in his mind she lied to him, even though she couldn’t help it. Even though she was sixteen, she knew a lot of things. So after throwing the first letter out, she wrote another one. It read:

Dear Mr. Marino,

         I have a confession to tell you, I am not deaf. I hear quite well. That was something my brother told you, in case you were the guy that was tracking us. However, since I spoke with you, I can tell you are not. I am writing to tell you that I actually know where you wife is. I will not tell you though just yet. I cannot give away her position. I can tell you that she is deeply in love with you and wants to come back home to you. However in order for that to happen there are some things you must change. I cannot tell you what they are; she is the one who will. She wants to meet with you, whenever you feel free to meet with her. However, you must promise that you will not hurt her brother or there friend. If you agree to this then she will meet with you. If not then she will disappear and you will not ever find her.

Sincerely,

The Pregnant Chick

P.S. She really does love you a bunch, she told me so.

P.S.S. If you agree respond to this letter by writing your reply and taking it to the front desk they will know who to give it to.

After writing that she decided to walk it down to the receptionist and have one of the bellhops deliver it to Zachary for her. It was late but she didn’t mind. When she got the front desk she asked if someone would deliver the note to Mr. Marino for her, and if he sent a note to her to have someone deliver it to her room, as she didn’t want him to know who she was. They guy at the desk told her that was fine.  After she left he had a bellhop take the letter to Zackary’s room for her.

Back in her room, Isabella decided to write another letter to her brother and one to Caden. She had made a decision and they should know what it is. She wanted them to leave, so she would know that they would not be hurt by her husband both letters read the same thing:

Dear Isaac,

         I want to fist start out with saying thank you.  I hope you know that I love you a lot, you are my twin brother and if anything happened to you I would never be able to live with myself. So with that being said, it is time for you to go home to your wife. Thank you for everything you have done for me, and now that I am away from all the guards and all that, I am able to really think.

With all the money that you have given me, as well as the new identity and papers, I know I will be ok on my own. Did you forget I am your sister, and if it wasn’t for me, then our parents would have found us a few years back when we disappeared?  I have a plan and I if all goes well I am sticking to it, it not then I am leaving, no you will not find me as I will be changing my identity again if I have to leave, to make sure no one know who I am.

Just know that I will always love you,

                 Isabella Alessa Genovese

The next letter read:

Dear Caden,

Thank you for giving up your life with your wife, to come help my brother rescues me. However, I have decided that I am either going to go home with my husband or be on my own. I have enough money. I will be able to take care of myself.  After you read this you should get my brother and go home to the family. I don’t want either of you to get hurt. So please do this for me. Do not come looking for me, as you will never be able to find me, unless I want you to. If I decided to go back to Zachary, you guys will know if not, then do not look for me it will just cause pain. I know you tow acted like you were gay, and if you ever do become a couple you will make a good one.

With Love,

         Isabella Alessa Genovese

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