Dark circles around her eyes, trembling lips, and annoyance in her every word, Isabella seethed at me with so much spite, hatred, and sadness. I stared at her from outside the cell, suddenly realizing everything that I had done to her and Roman. These past few weeks, I had done whatever I had to do to keep her safe.
I knew that I had.
But then why had I put her into a cell, locked her up, and forced her to stand inside a silver cage? My heart broke as I stared at her big eyes, filled with tears. She shouldn’t be in here, and I was the one who had trapped—forced—her.
I forced“Dolus,” Isabella whispered.
“I’m not Dolus,” I said, heart shattering even more. “I’m Kylo.”
Isabella stared at me and shook her head, as if she didn’t believe a word that I said. She didn’t believe that all I wan
