Chapter 779

Isabella's POV

I replayed the conversation in my mind, every word, every sigh. I had asked him why he hadn’t called, why he hadn’t checked up on us, on me. 

He didn’t even try to lie. He just brushed me off, switched the topic to Damien.

Damien. Of course. Always Damien.

I loved my son…I did. But it hurt, knowing that he was the only reason Logan bothered to call at all. If it weren’t for Damien, would Logan even remember I existed?

I pressed my fingers to my temples, trying to massage away the pounding headache that had settled in. I knew the answer. Logan didn’t love me anymore. He hadn’t loved me in a long time.

I couldn’t face the truth. I couldn’t. But it was right there, staring at me, taunting me. Logan was slipping away, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t hold on to him.

Tears threatened to fall again, and I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting them back. I didn’t want to cry. 

I didn’t want to be