Isabel POV.
The black box was gone.
My heart raced as I searched my wardrobe. I kept throwing clothes out frantically. I checked under the bed probably I had kept it there by mistake, but it wasn't. My eyes scanned around the room wondering where I could have kept it. I heard the front door open and I stormed towards the door to see who it was. It was probably Jamin. The person that was in front of me was the last person I had expected to be standing in my house.
" You should really lock your door." He said, his deep voice filled the house.
" You shouldn't enter people's house without knocking."
" It's good to see you too Isabel." He said with a smile.
" Miguel I'm pretty sure your wife is waiting for you. So leave."
" Isabel I—"
" No Miguel, you need to leave right now."
" I know about your new boyfriend."
I felt the tension and heaviness in the air, as Miguel's words hung between us. My mind raced, trying to process the weight of his accusation.
