Chapter 11

"Tell me you are making some kind of stupid joke," Isabella said as she felt an unstable shiver in her legs. "It is no joke. Your father is-" "I heard you already!" she exclaimed, her eyes darting in confusion. Without seeing his proof, she sort of believed him. It made sense a bit. Her father's death explained his prolonged silence. But... why? "Here." As she received the images Charles stretched toward her, her legs failed her and she hit the floor before Charles could help her. When she flipped through the photos which revealed all- her father's body, his death certificate, his funeral- she wondered why she was kept in the dark. According to the pictures, he died a year ago. Uncle Ben had been lying to her as well. According to the pictures, he also attended the funeral. But he said nothing to her, he just kept assuring her that her father would someday call. Isabella was resisting the urge to laugh at her life. Her sad life. The reason she was in a damned marriage was dead