Chapter 651

Isabella’s POV

A cold chill ran through me, the familiar guilt clawing its way back into my mind. No matter how hard I tried to bury it, it always found a way to resurface. 

The memory of that day…the way her eyes widened in shock, the scream that never fully escaped her lips before she fell…it haunted me.

I closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing, but the images were too vivid. Layla’s body falling from that uncompleted building, her face frozen in horror, her life slipping away because of me.

Because of my jealousy. Because of my desperation.

I opened my eyes, forcing myself to focus on the envelope again. I wouldn’t let the past destroy me. 

I had done what I needed to do to survive, to secure my place in Logan’s life, and to protect Damien. I wouldn’t let my guilt consume me now.

But what if this was about Layla’s son? What if someone had figured it out? What if that boy really was Logan’s child, and some