Isabella was still holding the broken decanter.
She even felt a bit dazed when she saw Nathan coming in her way, thinking maybe she had fantasized about it all.
Until Nathan’s voice, “Can you give me the decanter?” He smiled slightly and coaxed her softly.
So Nathan was real? Had he come back?
Isabella’s hand was covered in blood, looking shocking in Nathan’s eyes. He didn’t know what to do to not hurt Isabella more. He was both furious and sad. He felt like he almost could not control his anger. He wanted to kill that scumbag, Andrew, and let him rot in the dirt.
Isabella finally came to some senses. She nodded and handed the decanter to Nathan. He carefully took the broken decanter from Isabella’s hand and quickly threw it aside. He then looked down at Isabella’s hands and checked h
