CHAPTER 1

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"The north side airport is packed with fans as Isabelle Reece is coming out of her private plane now, her attendants by her side collect her bag and jacket, she is looking more beautiful than ever in a red Jimi Chu knee length dress walking as her attendants follow her by her side and.....OH MY GOSH she's coming over here, um...... Hi Isabelle, how was your trip to France?" I ignored the reporter and walked to my car with my body guard guiding me before a fan yelled "It's Isabelle Reece!!!!!" I entered fast as my driver started my expensive car and drove away I looked back to see millions of fans chasing my car I turned back and rolled my eyes, John kept driving before we finally lost them "So you're going to rest now mam?"
"No I'm going to Ryan's place" "Okay mam" he replied, I sighed and stared at my phone he couldn't be serious i thought hopingly maybe it was just a typographical error it does happen a lot, right?.
I finally reached the front of his gate, I sighed I still had the house keys,I Sighed and entered but to my surprise the first thing I see is a boy and a girl kissing, hoping it is not who I think. I hit the flower vase to make my presence known it worked because they both of them seemed to turn and stared back at me.
'Who are you' Little Miss bitch said folding her arms 'His girlfriend' I replied sternly, she looked at him angrily 'Is that so?' she said facing him 'Hey I broke up with you' Mr Way to rub it in my face shouted , I took a step towards him and smiled "Its me Isabelle, you love me Zack, I'm willing to forgive you for kissing her " , he's stared at me for a while before moving back "Isabelle, you have to understand that when I say IT IS OVER I mean it is OVER" I stared at him and he was saying the truth, he no longer loved me, "But why?, I mean look at me" , "Look Isabelle, you may be beautiful on the outside there's no lie about that but on the inside...not so much", I scoffed, he did not just say that , "And how?", "You're selfish, rude and conceited, You don't even visit your sick sister ", "Hey don't go there" , "I'm being honest, now please leave Isabelle", I forced my lips to smile and wore my sun shades, I still had that much self dignity, I walked to him and touched his face "You weren't really my type anyway" I gave the his 'girlfriend' one glance and walked out and straight to my car, I rest my back against my sit against my sit as tears trickle down as usual I was still wearing my sunglasses, I didn't want anyone to see my weak side and it was the best cover up. "Maam are you okay?" my driver asked, I looked up and smiled "Yes I am, but you won't be if you don't turn on the engine and drive", that made him do his job faster, he was scared of me, everyone was well almost everyone I said staring at a picture of Ryan before finally deleting it, if only I could delete my feelings that way.

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