ISABEL'S POV
Leo had been in a bad mood all day. He wouldn't eat, and he wouldn't leave his office. Ever since we had that discussion after returning from the city, ever since he thought he saw his sister’s ghost, he had been distant. He was more quiet than usual. He stood by the window, just staring blankly into the night, clearly lost in thought. His expression was unreadable, but I knew him well enough to see the turmoil just beneath the surface. Leo wasn't just sad, he was back to blaming himself again for what happened to Henrietta. Now that the memories were refreshed in his mind, he was back to thinking about all the what ifs. He was back to wondering if maybe things would have turned out differently if he had made different choices all those years ago.
I stood in the doorway, wat
