Chapter 825

Isabella's POV

I covered my mouth, feeling the sting of tears as they filled my eyes. It made sense now. 

Everything made sense. He wasn’t just running away from me…he was running to her. He was with Layla, the woman he truly loved.

I let out a strangled sob, anger and fear mixing together in a toxic blend that made my chest ache. How could she still be alive? How could she still have this hold on him, even after all these years?

My mind flashed back to that night on the rooftop. I remembered the way she’d looked at me, her eyes wide with shock, pleading for mercy. 

I remembered the satisfaction I felt when I pushed her, the way she fell, her scream echoing in the night. I had been so sure she was dead. I had been so sure I’d gotten rid of her for good.

But she was back. And she was taking Logan from me.

I stood up, pacing the room, my hands shaking as I ran them through my hair. This wasn’t happening. This couldn’