CHAPTER 65
ISABELLES’S POV
I hadn’t slept properly since I got back from Elena’s house. My eyeballs shone in weary, refusing to shut closed. The sound of the kettle smashing against her head still rang in my ears.
And it continued to replay in my head like a damn loop.
There was no peace even in her death. Why wouldn’t she just leave me alone.
I stood up and walked to the bathroom, the feel of cold water hit my face in one splash and then two. Hopefully the cold would snap me back to my senses.
When I lifted my head from the sink to wipe my face, I was met with a reflection of Elena behind me, still in the same nightwear she was on earlier.
Fucking hell.
“Ahhhhhhh.”
“Are you okay?” Rob came running, as his eyes scanned for danger.
Oh no, I wasn’t okay. The woman I recently
