Isabella's POV
I am not stupid. I know they will start looking at the other smaller airports, so I do not drive to my plane. Instead, me and my limousine go all the way to the border. Between cities, are also lose the limousine I hired. I take the train to England. I have another jet waiting for me—this one I have rented. I fly back to America, but I know I must hide somewhere where Salvatore will never find me. I am glad that he knows I am pregnant and that it will drive him crazy, knowing that he will not see his child. I am not planning to keep my child away from him forever, but I will keep the child away as long as possible. I know I cannot go back to New York. I will have to find a new place to hide. I was thinking of hiding where Salvatore would never look for me. So New York and H
