Chapter 83 A Strain

• "Argh" Isabelle exclaimed in pain as she came to, her gaze unfocused, her expression disoriented. She was experiencing the backlash of the chaotic incident that was in place the previous night. As she sat up slowly, her head spun and her face turned pale and drawn due to the throbbing pain.
• Isabelle's thoughts were disjointed as she tried to piece together what had happened before her blackout. Her face was etched in distress as the memories gradually came back to her. She was ruthlessly stamped upon by the masses, a result of her not heeding the agreement signed by her and Liam.
• Yes, Liam. The flitting memory of his soft gaze on her, when she had fainted, made her smile weakly. She needed to see him, she needed to enjoy the last moment she would be his fiancee before the secrets kept in the dark were brought to light.