Leo’s POV The moment I caught up to her, I could see how shattered she was. Her tears streamed freely, her voice breaking as she demanded answers I hadn’t even prepared for. My chest tightened, every instinct screaming at me to protect her while I tried to explain the nightmare of last night. “Isabella, listen to me—she’s not—It wasn’t supposed to happen!” I shouted, my voice hoarse with urgency. I could feel the weight of her hurt pressing down on me, like I was suffocating under the guilt of it. “Not supposed to happen?” she screamed back, shaking with sobs. “Leo, I trusted you! I—how could you… with her?!” Her hands were shaking, pointing at Sabrina, and my stomach twisted with every word. “I—I was drunk! I thought it was you!” I roared, frustrated and desperate. “I didn’t… I didn’

