Chapter 49 Old Enemies, New Lines

• LEX'S POV
• The silence in my apartment feels heavier with her here. Isabelle is sitting on the edge of the sofa, looking messy like she rushed to get here. She hasn’t said anything since she talked about Charles, and I haven't moved since I closed the door.
• Outside, the city makes noise, but in here, it’s just her quiet breathing and the clock ticking. I lean against the wall, arms crossed, trying to stay calm.