Chapter 678

Isabella’s POV

My blood ran cold, my breath catching in my throat. My eyes widened before I could stop myself, before I could control my reaction.

Jason’s smile widened, his eyes glinting with triumph. He saw it. He saw the fear, the guilt, the shock. He knew. He knew everything.

I felt my legs go weak, my body trembling as I tried to hold myself together. How could he know? How could he possibly know what I was thinking?

His voice was low, taunting, dripping with satisfaction. “I was right. You were planning to kill me.”

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out. My throat was dry, my chest tightening as my mind raced, as my thoughts spiraled out of control.

He was right. He knew exactly what I was planning. He knew exactly what I was capable of.

But how?

I forced myself to breathe, forced myself to stand tall, to face him head-on. I couldn’t let him see my fear. I couldn’t let him see my panic.

I plastered