Chapter 137

• Isabel
• I could feel the tension as soon as I stepped through the door. Something was off. All the ease I'd managed to get from my talk with Cora immediately evaporated. She'd tried to reassure me, asking me to have faith in my relationship with Dante. We'd come a long way together haven't we? We've gone from being mates who wanted nothing to do with each other, to being mates who were currently raising a child. A child who was growing fast. I'd noticed while I was out with Cora that Estelle's baby teeth were already coming out.
• My excitement and the peace I'd felt for a few hours were immediately gone as soon as I stepped into the house. I noticed Dante immediately. He was standing in the kitchen with his back to me, his hands braced against the counter as though he were trying to steady himself. Bella was sitting at the dining table, but her posture was stiff, her eyes locked onto Dante’s back with a strange intensity. It was almost like she was daring him to turn back and look at her. I tried not to let the unease creep up on me as I set my purse down and stepped further into the house.