Maria
As I watched my little girl's frail body lying on that bed with all the tubes, feels like someone had stuck a knife in my heart. How could such a sweet angel think of shielding her body and taking the bullet meant for her father? Heaven must have sent her to earth to be a part of our family.
I silently cried as I watched my little girl fight for her life. Marcus has been very silent since we arrived here at the ICU. He's been staring at Isobelle for a long time with a bleak face. I know he's been blaming himself for what happened, but I am not. He acted as every father should when they saw their children hurt or abused.
I came closer to him and laid my head on his shoulder, and he turned his head towards me and kissed the top of my head. He then wrapped his arms around me, and we
