Chapter 89

ISABELLA

"Dad, I'm here. How are you feeling?", I ask, keeping my voice soft so as not to overwhelm him.

He smiles faintly and tries to speak, but his voice comes out weak. 

"Isabella...", he whispers my name as if he can't believe I'm here now.

I smile, feeling more tears on my face, before hugging my father carefully so as not to hurt him. I've dreamed and longed to hug him again for a long time, and now I can finally do it.

"I'm here now, you scared me...", I whisper, touching his face lovingly, referring to when he had his heart attack while I was away from him and in another country.

I can see tears in his eyes as he lifts his hand to touch my face. I blink my eyes and nod when I see the guilty expression on his face.

"Dad..."

"I did this to you, darling. I took away your freedom and let that man take you.", he says guiltily, and I dry my eyes, holding his hand again.

"You don't have to feel guilty about it, I'm fine...