Chapter 24 Twenty-four

• POV Isabella:
• I arrive at the warehouse with my head full of doubts. Maybe all this has been nothing more than an unforgivable mistake that will sink me even deeper into my misery.
• Marco is already here, waiting for me. He's not in his wheelchair; here he doesn't need to pretend. For a moment, I envy his freedom to at least be able to walk like himself in this small secret space. My prison is more complex: it's in my clothes, in my voice, and in every inch of my skin.