Isabella's Point of View:
I tried to steady my breathing as I looked at the caller ID "Mr. Roman". I knew I probably should pick it up, but I kept it down and decided to ignore it. My voice wouldn't even come out at this moment as my throat was constricted with tears.
As it rang again after a couple of minutes, I had no choice but to answer. I knew better than to do anything which would potentially anger him.
After gathering myself together, I picked it up and wiped my tears.
"Hello, Isabelle," His voice rang in my ears like a nightmare came to life.
I closed my eyes and took a breath. "What do you want?" My voice was slightly hoarse, but mostly cold.
"Oh, you don't seem to be in the best mood."
I scoffed softly but didn't reply. After a moment, he continued.
"Well, I would like you to tell me where Achilles is. I've been trying to look for him since last week but with no luck."
