~Isabella POV~
I got dressed for what seemed like a long time since I had gone to work. I couldn’t help but feel nervous and a little guilty. I was apprehensive about re-entering the day-to-day world, as if nothing happened. As if Max did not die, in my arms. But I knew that Life for the Living must go on and this was a big step I needed to take or else I would never leave the house again.
I wore a gray ankle pants suit with a red blouse, beige 4” pumps, light make-up with red lipstick to go with the outfit. I kept my hair down in its natural curls. As I packed up my computer and briefcase, I saw Victor enter our bedroom. He was already dressed and had gone downstairs to get the car ready. I heard an audible gasp when he saw me.
“Wow, Mrs. Bernardi. If your intention was to get another
