Isabella's POV

I look outside the window, watching the trees go by fast. I was in the car with with Mom, Dad and Mirabel driving to the resort the wedding is being held at.

The Fitzgerald family has the whole event planned out, medias will be in the wedding and the reception. It will be LITERALLY be the talk of the town.

I do feel bad for them. After all their preparations, they will find out the bride isn't me but Mirabel.

Nah, It serves them right.

Being my elders doesn't mean they should ruin my life or dictate it however they please.

This is my life, I own it. I will live it the way I want as soon as I get out of my dad's claws.

Two days to the wedding and the shopping has been over the top, it is stressing.

Finally, the car pulled over after hours and hours of driving in the parking lot.

The Heavenly Kingdom is the biggest resort in USA and it is located on an island. A really big island.

I got out of the car, looking around with my backpack on my back. It contains my sketchbook, pencils, laptop and bottled water.

Where will I run to in this huge island? I can't take the car's key from my Dad. I need to board a cab to leave this island but I don't have money on me and I won't get to explore this beautiful island before leaving.

Great, just perfect!

We were given our room key and we all entered the elevator. Fortunately for me, the rooms weren't on the same floor.

Walking through the hallway of the floor I was on, I searched for my room number.

2017. . . Where could it be?

2010. . . Nope.

2011. . . No.

2012. . . Nah.

2013. . . Not this either.

I walked over a couples of doors and I finally got to my room.

Opening the door, I heard the door at my back open and shut. I shrug my shoulder and entered my room, locking it.

The hotel room was unsurprisingly good. Of course, it will be good. Heavenly Kingdom is a five star resort. It has an hotel, a restaurant, a boutique, a spa and even a sauna.

I changed into my blouse and jeans trousers before stepping out of the room with a hat on my head, covering my face from the afternoon sun.

I took a long walk over to the back of the ocean, sitting on a rock close to the water.

I watched the water wave and sing and I felt at peace. Bringing out my sketchbook and pencil, I get to work.

Studying the scenery, I start to draw on my sketchbook. It was relaxing.

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It was dark and I was still sitting on the rock, staring calmly at the water.

How the water hit each other, splashing and waving. How the water smelled, how nature smelled was relaxing, calming and healing.

I love it.

Soon, I heard a sudden gunshot then a loud thud. Panic and fear set in as I sprang up on my feet, planning to dash out.

Running through the long, long beach Ii bumped into someone. Looking at the person's hand, I saw a gun in his freaking hand.

" American?" He questioned, his black eyes cold.

I nodded my head vigorously, scared as héll. " I didn't see or hear anything, I swear. "

" I didn't ask you any question, girl. You implicated yourself and now you need to join him. "

What?! Is this how I was going to díe? By a bullet in my body? I know I wanted to disappear but I didn't want to díe, I don't want to stop breathing.

I had many things to do before dying. One, dye my hair. Two, go partying. Three, stay out late. Four, run away from home. Five, prove to my father that I'm not useless. Six, show Mirabel that Richard isn't worthy of her worship by showing her my amazing boyfriend who I never going to have because I'M GOING TO DÍE TONIGHT.

" Okay, fine. I did hear something but it was just a gunshot. No biggie. " I tried to patronize the scary tall man, glaring at me with his hot gaze.

" If you say a word of this to anyone, you'll be next. " He told me and I nodded my head. " You will be thrown into the sea and your family will never find you, the fishes will feast on your corpse. Understand?"

" Yes, yes, yes. "

" I will give you an headstart. Run before I say five or else you'll die. " He said, turning on the safety of the gun. " One, two, three. . ."

Was the last thing I heard after dashing off into the dark, to the building then the elevator.

Breathing heavily by the time I got to my room, I heard things falling and breaking in the room in front of mine.

I ignores it and went into my room, inhaling my breaths.

This was. . . Horrible.

My life was nearly taken away from me tonight. That would have meant I was never going to see my dream guy, I was never going to have my first kiss, I was never to experience the feelings of cuddling with someone I love.

I should have just stayed put in my room but as usual, I wanted to explore and see around.

My stomach grumbled in hunger and I realized I haven't eaten lunch nor dinner yet. I quickly ordered for room service before going to the bathroom to take my shower.

Tonight was crazy but tomorrow will be crazier.

After eating my dinner of spaghetti and meatballs, I put on the TV trying to get tonight's event out of my head.

Who was the victim of that gunshot? Was the person in the sea now? Is his body still in there or fishes would have eaten it? Why did I assume it is a male?

I should be happy I didn't join the person. I hope no one noticed the disappearance because that man will think it is me and come kíll me too.

I'm not wicked or heatless. I just don't want my life ruin in any sort of way, eighteen years is enough suffering for me, I can't take another one.

My life won't be ruined in way in two days time. Mirabel will get what she wants and I'll get what I want.

Can't wait for tomorrow, wedding dress shopping, yay!

Notice the sarcasm because I wanted nothing to do with tomorrow's shopping but I don't have a say tho I'm already an adult.

Frustrating, should be my life's motto.