Love and Obsession

1. Home

Isabella's POV

I hadn't been home for awhile and had been enjoying my year in Europe. My life at home in New York had never been in my words pleasant. Ever since my mother died my father and Edith blamed me for my mother's death. Like most Victorian children we lost a family member to a fever or cholera.

I caught the fever first and then my mother caught it be trying to take care of me. She died and I survived. Everyone in Buffalo, NY knew how my father and sister treated me yet know one said anything about it to my face. They whispered it among themselves.

"Bella, Wait up." I turned around and saw my childhood friend Allen McMichael who family had treated me like I was one of there own than my own family did.

"Allen, when did you get back from London?" I asked excited to him.

"Just a few minutes ago. You were in Europe yourself. How come you didn't come to London to see me?!?! I'm wounded!!!" Allen shouted being funny and sarcastic. As I laughed with him.

"Hear let me help you with your bags." Allen was kind enough to help me with the luggage when getting off the train.

Allen also helped me in the carriage and hoped that I would come to the ball for next week apparently Eunice, his sister had an English suitor whom his mother hoped would soon be asking for Eunice's hand in marriage soon.

There was no welcome home party when I arrived in the house. Our maid Tilly took my coat and hat as she said that my father wished to see me in his office.

"Close the door Isabella." As I walked into the office. I walked and sat down in the seat across from my fathers.

"I see that the investments that you made in Europe were a success for the company. However I would ask you not to work for the company you've become a problem due to the fact that you look so much like your mother. I've already had the things moved out of your office into your studio. That will be all. Please close the door when you leave. That will be all." Father pointed me to the door asking me to leave as the tears from eyes started to fall.

When I opened the door I saw Edith carrying some paper smiling.

"Oh I see that father told you." She said smiling at me.

"Your things including your bedroom have been moved to the basement. The room that was yours is now mine." Edith said while still smiling.

I ran past Edith and opened the door to the basement. When I got down there I saw that all my paintings including my things from my art studio were down here. My bedroom set was in the corner. I went to my bed laying down closing my eyes not knowing what the future held for me.