Chapter 903

Isabella's POV

Logan’s voice cut through the air like a whip, sharp and filled with a fury I had never heard from him before. I jerked back as if I had been slapped, my heart stuttering in my chest.

Logan’s eyes were locked onto mine, his entire body rigid with barely contained rage. His jaw clenched, his fists curled so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

“Let Damien finish.”

My mouth went dry.

I wanted to protest, to tell Logan that he was being ridiculous, that Damien was just a child who didn’t know what he was talking about. 

But the look in Logan’s eyes told me that if I said another word, I wouldn’t like what would happen next.

So, I clenched my fists at my sides and bit down on my tongue, swallowing the panic that threatened to consume me.

Damien turned back to Logan, his expression unwavering. 

“I remember everything now,” he said, his voice clear, steady. 

“She picked me up from