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Chapter 4 0004

He raised the belt to strike her, a flashback of his father's brutality against his mother flashing before his eyes

The belt fell from his grasp as he instead seized Isadora by the neck his grip tightening around her throat choking the breath from her body

"Obey my rules or next time I'll kill you." He released his grip leaving Isadora gasping for air as he retreated to his room.

Isadora collapsed onto the floor, her hands instinctively reaching for her neck trying to alleviate the pain from Leonardo's violent grip. She hiccuped gasping for air struggling to breathe

Slowly she dragged herself to her room the door slamming shut behind her. Crouching down, she reached for her inhaler taking a desperate inhale. The medicine calmed her as her breathing returned to normal and her trembling hands clutched her chest.

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"Why would he say such a thing? Why not something more loving?" Frida mused Leonardo's words still echoing in her mind

Her phone chirped jarring her from her thoughts

"Amy, It's been ages" Frida said rising from her seat as she answered the call

"You don't deserve my call Frida considering what you did"

She took a seat at her desk "I have some questions for you"

"shoot"

"Tell me everything you know about that nameless girl that Leonardo married"

"Her name is Isadora not nameless," Amy corrected

"I'm curious what she looks like?"

"Oh she's quite a looker if I do say so myself. Not tall, blue eyes, a beautiful smile curves in all the right places though she's a bit modest with her wardrobe. Want me to keep going?"

"No no, what's her Instagram username?"

"She's not on Instagram. Doesn't do social media"

"Ugh, how boring" Frida rolled her eyes "Just send me a picture of her"

Amy let out a hiss of frustration "Why are you so interested in her? You left Leonardo, remember? Maybe if you hadn't you wouldn't be asking all these questions."

"Just shut up and send me her picture"

"I don't have her picture on my phone"

"Is she a ghost or something? Why is it so hard to get a picture of her?"

"When are you coming back?"

"In five years if I'm lucky"

"What.."she yelled and Frida end the call.

Sighing Frida returned to the wedding video zooming in on lsadora's visage. She bit her lips a tinge of jealousy prickling her senses

"She's his type If I wait too long the worst might happen."

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The familiar ringtone broke through the silence and Coco answered "Hey Mom I missed your call?"

"Back in Mexico I thought I'd let you know"

"I can come pick you up" Coco offered still wrapped in her towel fresh from the shower

"No need, I'm on my way to Leonardo's house"

"What?" Coco exclaimed

"I'm going to meet his 'nameless' wife"

The line went dead and Coco stared at her phone

She threw her phone onto the bed burying her face in her hands "Gosh she's in trouble, I feel sorry for this girl," she murmured

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The knocking at the door jolted Isadora from her thoughts and she approached cautiously opening it. On the other side stood a woman resplendent in her lavish attire a series of high end shopping bags dangling from her arm

"Good evening, Who are you?"

The woman eyeing Isadora's modest attire from head to toe removed her sunglasses with a theatrical flair

"I am Helen, Leonardo's mother and you must be the nameless wife. What is your name?"

Isadora's hands shook a bead of sweat forming on her brow. She bit her lip hiccupping "Isadora" she stammered struggling to maintain composure.

            
            

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