Chapter 653

Isabella’s POV

The thought was ridiculous. I watched her fall. I saw her body on the ground. There was no way she survived that. But the fear was there, gnawing at my insides, whispering in my ear.

What if she lived? What if she was out there, plotting her revenge?

I shook my head violently, forcing myself to breathe. No. That was just my guilt talking. Layla was dead. I knew that for a fact. I made sure of it.

But someone knew. Someone saw what I did. And they were toying with me, sending me these pictures to remind me of my crime.

I felt a chill crawl up my spine, my body shivering despite the warmth of the room. Whoever was behind this wasn’t just out for revenge…they wanted to destroy me.

My head was spinning, my thoughts swirling like a storm. I had to figure out who it was before they made their next move. I had to protect myself... and Damien.

My son. My precious boy. They went after him to get to me. They put that en