She sits on the couch, looking around and I can tell that she's judging us. "Is it just the two of you?"
I huff, "no, it isn't. Listen, I don't mean to be rude, but can we please cut the small talk and get to the more pressing issue." She looks at me, blankly. "Oh my god," I hiss under my breath before I look back up at her. "Why are you here?"
She sighs, slumping her shoulders forward. She's silent for several minutes before, finally, she speaks. "He asked for you, you know. In his last week of life, he asked for you."
I huff a bitter laugh, "Good for him. Pity it was too fucking late."
She looks at me, horrified. "Bella-"
"No," I hold up my hand. "Only close friends and family call me that. My name's Isabella."
She sighs, "Isabella, then. He's your own father!"
Oh dear. Sue really shouldn't have said that.
It seems that I'm just now starting to control my updating urges. And it's right down to the last 50-75 chapters! Yes, you heard correct, we're down to that now. Things will be moving along, hopefully not too quickly. If you ever feel that it's going to fast, just let me know, ok? That way, I can slow it down for you guys... after all, I want my readers happy and it's not like the story is pre-written *snorts*. Hell no, it ain't!
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