Isabella’s POV
The house stands before me, suffocating, familiar in all the worst ways. I swore I’d never come back, yet here I am, trapped once again in a place that has never felt like home.
I turn to him, irritation tightening in my chest. “You know, it’s really pathetic that you got the council involved.” My words are sharp, meant to cut, but his attention is elsewhere, like I don’t even exist. My patience wears thin. “Of course, ignore me,” I add, my tone dripping with annoyance.
He finally looks at me, brows lifting in mock confusion. “I’m sorry, what did you say?”
I scoff, rolling my eyes. “Forget it.”
The silence stretches for only a second before he speaks again, and this time, his voice is nothing but pure venom.
“Did you f**k him?”
The words slam into me like a slap to th
