Chapter 505

Isabella’s POV

I leaned back against the couch, my mind racing. I needed to come up with a plan…a way to make sure Carol never came near us again. Because if she did, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep Damien from running into her arms.

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Logan’s POV

I sat alone in my study, the dim light from the desk lamp reflecting shadows across the room. 

The events of the day replayed in my mind like a broken record, each moment forcing me to confront the doubts I had carried for weeks. 

Damien’s words, his tearful denial of the woman who claimed to be his mother, echoed in my ears.

I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair as I tried to make sense of it all. “I need to start trusting Isabella,” I muttered to myself, my voice breaking the silence. “She’s been telling the truth all along, hasn’t she?”

I stared at the ceiling, the weight of my thoughts pressing d