~Isabella's POV
Oh, moon goddess…
The room felt like it was filled with a mix of different emotions, and I sat there trying to deal with the strange encounter I had just experienced.
When the door closed loudly, I let myself really think about everything that had just happened. From the way he behaved when he was drunk, to the dream I had about my parents, and then his sudden change back to his usual self - it all left me feeling emotionally worn out. Sitting in the chair, I felt like it was both helping me and holding me back, like it showed the different things I was dealing with.
I touched my cheeks, still damp with tears, and felt a surge of frustration. Damien's command lingered in the air, a reminder of the consequences should I dare to share or talk about what he had unwittingly
