Isabella
I went inside my room that evening with tears in my eyes. My heart burned with spite for Derek. How can he not feel any remorse for what he has done? How can he blame someone else for my death? If it wasn’t for him, me and Benjamin will still be living happily in the wells pack.
I want to forget but it hurts so much. It aches my heart to know that the man I had loved for over ten years would even mourn my passing. He didn’t even ask of my dead body or enquire about the place they had laid me. I can’t believe that after everything that had happened all he would care about was putting the blame on someone else.
I have been searching for a way to forgive him, because I still love him. I wanted my revenge to be only on Beatrice, and her uncle Hector, but Derek is not making this ea
