𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆!!!
PROLOGUE
F:- " Tell me where were you the whole night".
I:- " Actually Mom, I fainted, a girl and her brother help me I was with them". I told the truth to them.
D:-" Then why didn't you contact an...
Hey dear readers, I don't want to say this but I have to. We are reaching the end of the book, even though I don't want to, but still we have to say goodbye to something to start something new. So hold your seats, the end is near but not today.
Take popcorn with you because there is lot of drama ahead waiting for you. Love you all. And please shower the chapter with your love.
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ISABELLA'S POV:
15 Days Later...
Fifteen days have passed since I moved back here. I've been sleeping a lot lately, thanks to my medicines. I've barely spoken to anyone, but amidst all this, my health has been improving due to the rest.
Ande postponed his wedding, and it's now scheduled for tomorrow. At first, I was furious with him, but eventually, I had to relent when he emotionally blackmailed me into agreeing. I let out a deep sigh as my gaze fell on the dress laid out before me—a baby pink gown.
If this dress had been given to me three years ago, I would have worn it happily. But now? Colors like pink don't appeal to me anymore. My world has narrowed to shades of black, grey, and brown.
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I walked back into the closet, heading to the corner I'd designated for my clothes. I'd arranged them here after transferring some from India and buying a few new ones. As my eyes scanned through the options, I found a dress that seemed more suitable for me.
Feeling drained, I returned to bed after taking my medicines. Sleep quickly overtook me.
After some time, I felt movement around me. Groggily, I opened my eyes and looked around, spotting a silhouette that seemed oddly familiar. I shut my eyes again, sensing the figure to come closer. Moments later, I felt someone massaging my head gently.
"Sleep, bachaa. I'm right here." The voice murmured softly.
I immediately recognized the voice—it was Inzoo. His presence calmed me down instantly. These days, I often wake up either in his room or with him in mine. Without hesitation, I inched closer to him and rested my head against his chest, feeling safe and at ease once again.
In the morning, Brother Liam woke me up. He placed my breakfast on the small table and asked me to take a shower quickly. Fifteen minutes later, I emerged from the bathroom dressed in a simple t-shirt and track pants.
We had breakfast together with all my eldest brothers. Inzoo joined us, and shortly after, Isandro barged in and took a seat at the table as well. I ignored him completely, as usual. He always tried to engage with us, especially with me, but I acted like he didn't exist.
"Isandro, try this one. I hope you'll like it." I said, passing him a sandwich.
My brothers looked at me in surprise, but I simply smirked. They shook their heads knowingly.
