ort of curiosity on her face. She wa

she had Stella's attenti

alk it out!" she cried, her voice breaking w

ut of the building, Isabelle's body went limp. She collapsed, not in a heap, but in a carefully choreographed

ble floor, she let out a pa

ve, he saw only one thing: Stella standing o

ed with rage. He charged forward and shoved St

elle, gathering her into his arms.

tears streaming down her pale cheeks. "I'm fine, Ethan. D

of employees and security guards that had gathered

e fool, the audience of idiots. A white-hot rage, purer and more

in. Fine. She would

face. If she was going to be accused of

fore Ethan could react, she lunged forward, her hand shoo

A real scream of pain and

the marble floor toward the grand, multi-tiered f

t her go!" Ethan yelled

ed anger. She reached the fountain's edge and, without a moment's he

ds of Isabelle's struggles

rrifying snarl as she pulled Isabelle's head up for a sputt

k under. "Let's wash som

e dress was soaked and transparent, clinging to her flailing body.

ch force that she stumbled backward, her buttocks slammed against the hard stone

gasping, shivering Isabelle into his ar

eyes filled with a mixture of hat

en at the man cradling her tormentor.

only the