“she is dead”                   

   Episode-42 “she is dead”                     Author’s POV:      He was walking in his room sleepless.. he was worried, she was not a type of person who will not answer calls or ignore someone.. and this never happened before.. this made Ernest’s worry even more worst.. he was worried and getting angry…   Davis called Ernest and said, “Sir.. Miss. Isabella..didn’t reach home… her father is trying to reach her calls but no answer..” Ernest went frozen for a second… he said almost lost his mind, “send a search team.. I want Isabella as soon as possible..” Ernest threw his phone on the bed in frustration..   He looked out of the window and it was raining… he though, “it’s dark and raining.. where are you Isabella?” he shake his head as bad thoughts crossed his mind… his feast tighten he said, “no.. she is fine.. she must be waiting.. I need to find her…” Ernest took his coat and walked out of the mansion, on the way to his base, he called his father, not caring it’s middle of the night..   He said on phone, “Dad.. Isabella is missing.. I need you to send Uncle Ken…”     Two days later, Ernest was searching for Isabella like crazy…. Davis was getting worried, for her and for Ernest too… Ernest threw the things off the table and covered his face, he said, “Davis.. find her… where is she???”       Few hours later, Davis knocked the cabin without knowing what he was going to do… when he got the permission he walks in.. Ernest was smoking, Davis was worried about situation even more.. Ernest said coldly, “If.. you have nothing then get out…”       Davis said, “We found her… We found Miss. Isabella…”    Ernest turned to Davis in hope, he threw the cigar, and walks to Davis, he said, “where is she?... get her here… she made me worried..”   Davis said expressionlessly, “Miss. Isabella… was found at the end of a slope, in her car… dead… she is dead….” Ernest moved back… his eyes filled with tears, he chuckled and said, “stop.. prank.. she loves to prank me.. tell her I am angry for real…” her death was something he ever imagined.. something that was not true for him…   Davis sigh and said, “Sir.. here are the pictures… the body is in bad condition.. but they brought her here to the capital… after postmortem.. we.. we can get the body…” Davis passed the tablet to Ernest, his tear fall after he saw the pictures of her body…  he threw the tablet on the floor in anger, breaking it into pieces…   Ernest pointed gun on Davis as he said, “tell me it is not true…. Isabella, is fine.. tell me?... F*CKIGN TELL ME….” Ernest screamed in anger…Davis looked down and then at Ernest, he said, “it’s true your highness…” Ernest wanted to shoot, the anger ,the pain, the misery, the fear… everything was too much for him suddenly.. the though he couldn’t see her again made his inner self bleed… Ernest sat on the floor crying like a kid..  it was night time, in the empty office building the Prince cried like a small child.. he screamed her name… he tried to tell himself this was not true… but only answer came was she was already gone…