Twist of Fate
Anxiety Before the Meeting
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Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
Name : Isabella Farren
Age : 29
Profession : Nurse
Character : Thoughtful, Practical, funny, charming
Secret : has a secret crush on someone since highschool
Isabella sits in a sage-green office, the quiet hum of fluorescent lights above her only amplifying the tension in the room. She fidgets with her hands, her palms clammy as she waits.
**** - inner thoughts
( ) - actions
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**Five years. Five years of saving, planning, sacrificing... and now it's all on the line**
The "Top Mortgage Broker of the Year" award on the wall does little to ease her anxiety. Her mind races with worst-case scenarios.
**What if there's something wrong with my credit? what if the sellers backed out? Or worse-what if I missed something?**
She glances at the clock. The minutes seem to stretch longer as she waits for Ross, her broker, to return with an update
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**This is it. My dream of owning a home is so close... but it feels like it's slipping away. What if I'm not ready for this?**
The door opens, and Ross enters, his expression unreadable.
Ross/Mortage broker
(Calmly) Isabella, everything looks good on your end. But we've hit a small issue.
Isabella's stomach drops. She leans forward, bracing for the worst.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**What now?**
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Confusion and Denial
The office feels colder now. Isabella's hands shake as she holds her pen, the weight of Ross's words pressing down on her.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**This can't be real. There's no way I'm married. I've never even been close to married**
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Firmly) I'm telling you, I'm not married. I never have been.
She gestures toward her left hand, showing the absence of a ring🙌
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(With rising frustration) I don't have a husband, I don't need one, and I certainly don't have anyone to file paperwork for.
Ross doesn't flinch, his expression still neutral as he flips through his papers
Ross/Mortage broker
(Calmly) According to the public records, you are legally married. In City Y.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(In disbelief) No. This is wrong. There has to be some mistake.
Her voice rises with panic, but she tries to regain control, holding onto the edge of the desk.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**I've planned this for years. Everything was supposed to fall into place. This is my dream home.**
Ross taps at the keyboard, searching the database. Isabella's eyes flicker to the window, her thoughts spiraling
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**That house-my house. The blue exterior, the red door... the orange tree in the yard. It's all slipping away.**
She presses her lips together, trying to hold herself together, but the fear starts to claw at her
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Tense) This... this can't be happening.
Ross continues typing, oblivious to the storm building inside her.
Ross/Mortage broker
(Softly) It's tied to your name, your profession. Everything checks out, Isabella.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**Why is this happening? How did this error occur?**
She forces herself to breathe deeply, her vision blurring slightly as anxiety grips her.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Muttering to herself) It's just a clerical error... right? It has to be.
Unraveling the Mystery
The silence between Isabella and Ross is palpable as he reads through the records, the weight of his next words heavy in the air
Ross/Mortage broker
(Calmly) I've just checked again. According to public records... you're married to Micheal Ferris.
Isabella freezes, her heart pounding as the name hits her like a punch to the gut.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Barely above a whisper) Micheal Ferris?
The words echo in her mind, pulling her back to a time long buried. Memories of high school rush forward-flirting, that one kiss, and the awkward goodbyes that followed.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**Micheal Ferris... I kissed him once at a graduation party, and that was it. How could this be?**
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
She grabs the edge of the desk, suddenly desperate for answers
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Sharp) Let me see that😠
Ross turns the screen toward her, confirming the absurdity of the situation. Isabella stares at the name, her disbelief slowly giving way to frantic curiosity.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Rushed) This... this can't be right. I haven't spoken to him in years. what kind of mistake is this?
Her mind races, trying to piece the puzzle together
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**How could this happen? I've heard of weird things happening with paperwork, but this... this is beyond anything I could have imagined.**
Ross/Mortage broker
(Attempting to ease the tension) Hey, at least you're married to a rock star, right? Rich, famous, living the dream😅...
Isabella forces a half-smile, but the joke falls flat. She can't focus on the absurdity of it. Her thoughts are elsewhere, trying to reconcile the shock🫨
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**A rock star? Micheal Ferris? How could I be tied to him now?**
She feels the weight of the situation press down on her, the dream home she's worked so hard for now hanging in the balance. But there's a more pressing question-how did this happen? How could she have unknowingly married someone barely knew?
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
(Faintly) I need to talk to him. I need to fix this. Now.
Ross nods, but the reality of the situation doesn't seem to sink in for Isabella. She stands there, her mind racing with the impossible turn her life has taken.
Isabella Farren/Izzy/FL
**What happened between us? What if this wasn't a mistake? What if...**
But the thought is too much to bear. She pushes it away, determined to face whatever comes next. She's not going to lose everything she's worked for, not over some clerical error or worse
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