You All Along ~ Sequel

isabella's point of view
yet another night of constant tossing and turning. something doesn't feel right. when you get pregnant, don't you ever develop these instincts and i'm just not talking about motherhood ones, i'm talking something different. i looked over to tom and there he was just sleeping like a baby. i wanted to wake him up, i couldn't, he'll just think i'm paranoid.

0630
i woke up, "good morning, baby." i turned over to tom.

tom wasn't there. how come i didn't hear him wake up? i questioned myself. i walked downstairs to the kitchen and he still wasn't there. i looked over on the kitchen granite and noticed there was a piece of paper. i walked towards the granite and grabbed the piece of paper. my hands were unbelievably shaking. i'm sure it's nothing, i'm sure we ran out of milks or eggs. stop fucking shaking isabella.

"darling, isabella holland. i love you so much. i'm sorry." said the piece of paper.

i dropped myself the ground, crying uncontrollably, hyperventilating. i couldn't even bear. i called her.

hey darlings, it's iza! couple years ago i published a fan fiction about tom holland, "You All Along" and now i'm writing a sequel! i really hope you guys enjoy it, but first if you have not read the first story, you might want to read it or else you'll get confused. i apologize for the really slow update but don't worry, i'm getting my groove back!