Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 347

Isadora stopped in her tracks. “Mom, what are you talking about?"

Eleanor shot her a look. "Trust me, I know what I'm seeing. That Terrell boy is polite, well-educated, and he's from the Fawcett family-a family known for generations of scholars. They'd never look down on you because of your background. If he really likes you, I think you should give it a try."

The more Isadora listened, the less comfortable she felt.

"Stop. Terrell and I aren't what you think. I don't like him like that."

Eleanor waved her off. "Oh, 'like'-what does that even matter? You liked Magnus

at first, then things got all complicated with Victor. But neither of those men

were... right for you..."

Eleanor suddenly realized she'd said too much.

She quickly backtracked. "Isadora, I'm sorry. I just don't want your life to be so hard, that's all."

response was firm. "Let's not

luxury hotel, Preston rolled out of bed

fading bruises on her skin now joined by fresh, angry welts-red and raw to the eye, horrifying in

And he never used the same method twice-first it was a belt, then electric shocks, and tonight

this, and she wasn't

be just as stingy. Every time he was finished,

stomach turn. The lingering smell on her skin only made

on the sofa, lighting a cigarette and curling his lips into a sneer. "When are you going to get me

her eye with the back of her hand and bit down hard on her lip. She drew a shaky breath, then mustered

*

Evening.

the office, Isadora followed the address Wendy had texted her and ended up at a small restaurant tucked

parked outside and walked a short distance before

smile. "Why'd you pick this

laugh. "Don't let the looks fool you-the food here is

help set up this meeting with Isadora. She

wanted nothing to do with it. But Rowena's tearful pleas wore her down-she argued that et even criminals deserved a second chance, that she just wanted to