Isabelle's POV

I wanted to vent to Camille, but shame stopped me. She'd warned me so many times, and I'd ignored every single warning. It was too late to admit that she'd been right.

No job, no direction, no desire to do anything, I dismissed the driver and drove around the city. I knew I wasn't really alone, though. There were always security guards nearby, updating August on every move I made.

I kept trying to find a solution. Send Karen home. Give August the divorce he deserved. Disappe