Chapter 69

• ISABELLA'S POV ~
• Waves of grief and despair washed over me like a tidal wave, pulling me under into a vortex of darkness. My legs felt like jelly, threatening to give out from under me as my knees trembled. I staggered backward, reaching out for the wall, using it as a lifeline to steady myself, my fingers digging into the hard surface. My vision became blurry, as if a veil had been dropped over my eyes, but it was my heart that was truly breaking into a million pieces.
• As Noah stepped toward me, his hands outstretched, I recoiled like a wounded animal, hissing through clenched teeth. "Don't touch me. I'm fine. Could you let me be now?"