Chapter 62 – Fallout
**** Isabelle’s POV****
The first thing I notice when I wake is the absence of warmth beside me.
It’s strange, because for so long Dante has been my constant shadow. Even when he didn’t trust me in the beginning—when we were enemies hiding under the same roof—there was still this unspoken awareness between us. He had always been there, even when I didn’t want him to be. But now…
Now there’s nothing.
The bed is cold where he should be. My fingers slide over the sheets, searching for the faintest trace of his heat, but it’s gone—like he was never there at all. The room feels bigger, emptier. I hear the distant creak of a floorboard, but the sound isn’t approaching—it’s moving away.
I sit up slowly, the ache in my body reminding me of everything I’ve lost. My hand d
