When Brad passed away, Bella was just around five years old. Though she couldn’t remember much, she vaguely recalled how nice Brad had been to her when he was sick.
Whenever her dad was away on business, her Uncle Brad was there to look after her. She even accompanied Brad to see a psychologist. And, her uncle was so handsome.
Maverik was infuriated. “You, go back to your room and think about what you’ve done!”
Dakota wasn’t having it and stormed upstairs.
In the days that followed, nobody from the Sullivan family showed up in front of Isabelle, and she seemed a lot less troubled.
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