Chapter 28

What? Love is a heartbeat? What a ridiculous metaphor from a husband whose heart was beating for someone else. If he said love was the heartbeat of the devil, Gabriella would’ve reconsidered agreeing. When he knelt and asked her hand for marriage, it moved her. She believed him when he said he would believe her no matter what in the pouring rain. Even on the night before, when he said he would be there for her, she believed him. But no. One call from Este, and he was gone in a wink. She sat on the rooftop all night long, waiting for him to come home. Nonetheless, the sun had already shown its light, and he hadn’t come back. Gabriella stepped down casually from the fence, which made Izaak flinch in fear, dreading the possibility of an unfortunate accident. Gabriella’s legs were numb, and she reeled and nearly stumbled. “Careful,” Izaak softly said and helped her regain her balance. Sleep-deprived and numb, she couldn’t stand straight. Izaak picked her up and carried her as they strode d