Chapter Forty
Isabella sat frozen, Jaxon's eyes a calm, steady presence while for the second time in the history of the Boyd-Capizzi family dinners, all hell broke loose. As long as she focused on Jax, on the bond they shared which acted to keep the pandemonium raging around her at bay, she could focus, she could think, she could hold onto the dream that for one shining, perfect moment, had been within her reach. Her mother's scream of recognition shattered their bubble and the chaos and noise rushed in.
In an instant, Isabella's body burned volcano-hot then ice-cold as a long-forgotten rage slowly bubbled up from a deep, dark place within her. There was no hiding or running from the toxic sewage rising to consume her. It boiled her blood and stole her thoughts, laying waste to everythin
