PART 10
Alex watched Isabel flit about the kitchen, preparing breakfast. She had insisted on doing this, so things seemed normal. Normal. Nothing has been normal since the day Liz was shot. Alex thought. He watched carefully as Isabel made some pancakes. Although she seemed happy and had a smile on her face, Alex knew better. He knew how easily Isabel could hide her emotions.
He had watched her all night. She had slept peacefully after the nightmare. He just held her close, trying to ward off whatever demons that were plaguing her. No doubt one of them goes by the name of Richard Moore. Alex thought with anger. How could she let him do this to her?
He still was in love with her, off that he had no doubt but he would do nothing to jeopardise her already rocky marriage. He wondered what had compelled her to marry him if she didn't love him. He shook his head. Did she love him? Is that why she was so hesitant to leave him? It hurt just to even think about it but he knew that it was possible.
Isabel placed a plate of pancakes in front of him, pulling him out of his thoughts. As they sat eating with an easy banter ongoing between them Alex wondered what destiny had install for her this time.
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Alex sat at his computer going over the software design. He rubbed his head wearily as he laid it back against his chair. He closed his eyes briefly to get some rest. It had all been very hectic since Isabel had arrived. He hardly had time to finish his projects. He had only sat there resting for a few minutes when he thought he heard sobbing coming from down the hall.
He sat up curiously. He walked cautiously to his bedroom and held his ear against the door. He could hear Isabel sobbing quietly in his room. She forgets how thin these walls are. Alex thought as he pushed open the door quietly.
Hearing the door open Isabel turned away from the door and quickly wiped her eyes. "Hey Izzy. You okay?" Alex asked softly as he came up to her on the rocking chair.
She still didn't turn to face him but looked out the window. "Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" she asked, her voice a bit hoarse.
"Well, sitting here, all by yourself crying was a slight give away." Alex joked. He turned her to face him. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying and she ducked her head to avoid seeing him.
"It's nothing." She whispered, teary eyed.
Alex wiped the lone tear that fell from her eye. He hugged her gently, just comforting her with his silence. He knew she would talk when she wanted to. Isabel let herself be comforted by Alex's warmth. He pulled away gently and looked down at her.
"Come on. Let's go." He told her, pulling her out of the chair.
"Go where?" She asked curiously.
"Just some place I know." He answered mysteriously as he handed her a coat. "You'll love it."
Isabel smiled as they headed outside. She didn't doubt him one bit.
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