158 TAKING CONTROL

It was things like this that further reinforced her fear of being happy. Many people would call it irrational, but to Isabella, it was very real. It seemed as if every time things started going great in her life and family, something bad would just swoop in and destroy the joy, just like now. Who'd believe that just a few weeks ago, Luke and she were all love and sunshine with each other, and he couldn't keep his hands off her? Now, they weren't even talking. She missed him so much; she missed her husband, the one who didn't get drunk every day and avoid her. The one who couldn't sleep unless she was on their bed was the one who cared. She felt tears gathering in her eyes, and for once, she didn't blink them away. Maybe crying would lessen the heaviness in her heart. Due to the situation, she'd had to hire a nanny for their son. And she stood watching her sing a lullaby to him for about a minute before wordlessly turning away. Luka deserved better than they were giving him right now