Chapter 588

Isabella’s POV

I let out a dry laugh. "No. Not really."

He nodded slowly, as if he understood.

"Do you think he knows something?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Logan hesitated. "I don’t know. But if he keeps asking questions… he might find out more than he should."

I swallowed hard. That was exactly what I was afraid of.

Damien was getting too close to the truth.

And if I wasn’t careful…

He would uncover secrets that should have stayed buried.

The moment Damien disappeared down the hall, I felt my entire body go rigid. My breathing was uneven, my hands clammy as I clenched them into fists. 

The silence in the room felt heavier now, pressing against my chest, suffocating me.

I could feel Logan’s gaze on me, steady and unreadable. I didn’t dare look at him. I was too afraid of what I’d see in his eyes…judgment, anger, maybe even suspicion.

I swallowed hard. Any second