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Ten Thousand Club
Reading what Amelia had to confess, Isabel sighed softly before she looked away from her phone. "You didn't come between Dawson and I. He's the one coming between us but I understand. I get nothing I say now will make you change your mind. I love you, Amelia. I always will. I hope that we can keep in touch over the years." Sighing softly, Isabel pulled herself away from her best friend before she stood up and patted down her pantsuit. Giving Amelia one last tight hug, the photojournalist walked out of the Acciolli house, and with every step to her car, her heart continued to break. This was it. After sixteen years of having Amelia by her side, Amelia was no longer going to be there every moment she needed her. With the distance that continued to increase as Isabel drove away from her best friend, her tears intensified and so did her tears. When she arrived home, Isabel was grateful Malinda decided to take care of Asher. Isabel wasn't in the best mood to properly care for her son and when her husband walked in, Isabel felt the rage warm her entire body.
Playing with her wedding band, she didn't try to hide the fact that she was crying. Hearing Dawson inch closer to the dinning room table, Isabel looked up and met his gaze that seemed to have a look of concern. Don't look like you actually care, Dawson. She thought to herself before releasing a heavy sigh when he asked her what they needed to talk about. "We need to talk about us and where we're going from here. You got what you wanted. Amelia and I will no longer be seeing each other because sixteen years of friendship went down the drain. She resigned today and I know it's because you must have talked to her. I'm not saying you told her to resign but she distancing herself from me for you. You got what you wanted." She said in bitterness towards her husband before she began to cry. "Because of this, I no longer will run the company. I'm giving it up but I bet that's what you wanted to hear anyways. I'm no longer going to be a photojournalist. I'll find a much safer career to have instead of chasing foolish assignments, as you call them, in another country or our own. Everything I ever worked hard for is something I no longer want. Journalism was my passion, but why have passion when you have a family, right?" Finally meeting Dawson's eyes once more, Isabel released another deep sigh. "I'll return to the office tomorrow only to give it up. I'll find another job to work and I'll be around more for Asher, but let's get one thing straight, Dawson Nicholas. Don't ever say I never put you first because I have. Multiple times on multiple occasions, some even before I was your wife. I'll be spending the night at the ranch. Don't follow me there, just leave me alone. I want to see Asher and I already spoke to your mom about me spending the night there. You got everything you wanted, Dawson. I just don't think you realize what an asshole you're being right now. It's because of your insecurities that I am completely broken once more. A stronger woman would've left you, but I am incapable of doing so. I guess Savannah was wrong about Josie and I being two different type of women."
Playing with her wedding band, she didn't try to hide the fact that she was crying. Hearing Dawson inch closer to the dinning room table, Isabel looked up and met his gaze that seemed to have a look of concern. Don't look like you actually care, Dawson. She thought to herself before releasing a heavy sigh when he asked her what they needed to talk about. "We need to talk about us and where we're going from here. You got what you wanted. Amelia and I will no longer be seeing each other because sixteen years of friendship went down the drain. She resigned today and I know it's because you must have talked to her. I'm not saying you told her to resign but she distancing herself from me for you. You got what you wanted." She said in bitterness towards her husband before she began to cry. "Because of this, I no longer will run the company. I'm giving it up but I bet that's what you wanted to hear anyways. I'm no longer going to be a photojournalist. I'll find a much safer career to have instead of chasing foolish assignments, as you call them, in another country or our own. Everything I ever worked hard for is something I no longer want. Journalism was my passion, but why have passion when you have a family, right?" Finally meeting Dawson's eyes once more, Isabel released another deep sigh. "I'll return to the office tomorrow only to give it up. I'll find another job to work and I'll be around more for Asher, but let's get one thing straight, Dawson Nicholas. Don't ever say I never put you first because I have. Multiple times on multiple occasions, some even before I was your wife. I'll be spending the night at the ranch. Don't follow me there, just leave me alone. I want to see Asher and I already spoke to your mom about me spending the night there. You got everything you wanted, Dawson. I just don't think you realize what an asshole you're being right now. It's because of your insecurities that I am completely broken once more. A stronger woman would've left you, but I am incapable of doing so. I guess Savannah was wrong about Josie and I being two different type of women."