Bella's POV

I turn my key fob in the ignition and sigh. Wow, today has been a long day and I'm so damn ready for it to be over. I step out of my red Cadillac XT5, open the back door and grab my work bag from the backseat. After, I unlock my door, lock it behind me, take my Apple laptop on my island turn it on and start making my salad.

When the salad gets done, my computer is on. I eat my salad and finish up some notes for my court case tomorrow. When I get done, I decide to go out for a run. After my workout clothes are on, my earbuds are se, my music streaming loudly, I run the all too familiar park-way path.

It feels so good to run.

I love this feeling.

Someone taps my shoulder, I run faster.

"Ma'am!" someone says, not talking to me.

"Ma'am!" the same voice taps my shoulder again.

I turn my music off and turn around, "I'm so sorry, I had my music going and I thought that you were just some random pedestrian." I apologize as soon as I realize that he is a Texas Park Ranger.

"It's alright, you wouldn't know how many people do that. I think that I have seen you from somewhere, I don't have time to sit here and talk about this. A round of gunfire just went off and we need to get all pedestrians off the premises." He rambles on, as he grabs my arm and starts walking me down the front of the path.

"I usually don't do this, however; you seem trustworthy enough," I wright my phone number on his wrist. "please don't give that out."

With that I walk back into my house. As I go through the back way up to my yard, I notice that my parent's car is in the driveway. When I walk onto the driveway, I see them sitting on the porch.

"Isabella! Sweetheart! I've tried calling you, on the news they reported gunshots in the area and we wanted to see if you were safe." My mom rushes over to me.

"I was just out for a run. I couldn't hear my phone ringing over my iPod music. A police ranger stopped me and walked me back to the entrance. I'm fine.' My father comes over and we all hug.

"I told you that she would be okay, Esme." My father gives my mother a kiss on the check.

I wish that I could find a man that treated me like my father treats my mother. However, I choose my career over my love life and I wish I could go back in time and change that. I wish that I never met James Monroe. I wish that I could be happy.