Isabella’s POV:
Our intent to kill everyone we hate somehow brought us closer together.
“You send Ian to Full Moon because of the war?”
He nods as we buckle ourselves up inside the car.
“That explains why I haven’t seen him around.”
Damien drove the car while Patrick robotically waves us goodbye, probably still shock with what had occurred last night. Hee-Young and everyone else was standing beside him, waving excitedly. I return their waves until they disappear.
“Can we drop by a place before Full Moon?” I ask.
Damien rests his head against his knuckles, “Where?”
“To meet your biological mother.” I pull out a slip of paper and plug the address into the GPS.
“Why?”
“I want to slap her,” I said, giving Damien a small smile.
The music roll in the background, “You’re f****d up;
