"You think you can still control me, huh? Go fuck yourself, you're not my goddamn boss anymore."
Look, we need to talk about this shit, Isabella. You know how much I care about you.
glares at Bollake, clenching her fists Care about me? Bullshit! You only ever cared about your damn reputation and having someone to control.
Well, it doesn't have to be that way, does it? We can find a way for both of us without all this fighting.
steps closer to Bollake, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, really? And how do you propose we magically "find a way" for both of us?
You know what, Isabella? Maybe this isn't working out like we planned. It doesn't mean we can't both come out of it with something better.
laughs mockingly Better? You think I'm just gonna take some shitty consolation prize while you walk away scot-free? Dream on, Bollake.
What if it was an equal exchange, Isabella? A fresh start for both of us, no more resentment or control. Is it so bad?
narrows her eyes, voice filled with determination You really think you can just wave a magic wand and make everything okay?
No, but I'm willing to listen and find common ground. If you're open to it, I am.
crosses her arms, smirking Fine, let's say I'm open to this "fresh start" of yours. What's your first move, Mr. Bollake?
Tell me who you are in one word, Isabella.
leans back, crossing her arms One word, huh? Alright, here it goes... pauses, smirking You're fucking fired.
You know I never signed up for this.
throws her hands up in exasperation Oh, great! You're not even gonna fight back? Man, I must've been wrong about you all along.
Look, there's more to this than meets the eye. You deserve to know the truth.
Isabella Marquez decides to hear Bollake out and listens to his explanation
There were things happening behind the scenes that you weren't aware of. Things that made it difficult for either of us to escape cleanly.
narrows her eyes, voice filled with suspicion Oh, is that right? So you expect me to believe that bullshit? You think I'm stupid, Bollake?
No, Isabella. I don't think you're stupid. I think you're smart enough to see that sometimes the devil you know is better than the angel you don't.
leans in closer, voice low and intense Angel or devil, it doesn't matter to me anymore.
That's why I need you to trust me. Trust that I want to protect you, even if it means sharing the burden.
takes a deep breath, considering Bollake's words Fine, I'll trust you for now. But remember, one wrong move and I won't hesitate to turn against you. Got it?
Thank you, Isabella. That's all I ask. Now, let's figure out how to get out of this mess together.
grits her teeth, clenching her fists Fine, let's get this over with. But don't expect me to play nice.
smirks, leading Bollake towards the exit We're going straight to the source of all this bullshit.
And exactly where might that be?
whispers with a mischievous grin Trust me, Bollake. It's a surprise you won't forget.
Oh, I see. And you're sure I'll like it?
smirks, glancing sideways at Bollake Like it? Oh, sweetheart, you're gonna love it. It's gonna be a wild ride, my friend.
Just lead the way, Isabella. I'm ready for whatever you've got.
slips into a dark alley, her eyes glowing with anticipation Alright, Bollake, brace yourself.
cracks her knuckles, a sinister smile spreading across her face Ready? Honey, I've been ready for this my whole life. Let's go tear shit apart, Bollake.
Let's do this, Isabella. Just keep me close; I want to make sure you're safe.
grabs Bollake's arm and pulls him into a dimly lit bar Alright, listen up, Bollake.
Tell me what we're doing here, Isabella.
pauses, scanning the room before locking eyes with Bollake We're here to send a message, my dear.