Chapter 63

ISABELLA

I'm lying in bed, enveloped by the darkness that fills the room. The moon casts faint shadows, creating a silent and serene atmosphere. My eyes, however, are still dazzled by the images of a recent dream, a daydream about the man who broke my heart.

It's still night, and I can see it, but I can't sleep anymore after the confusing dream about Lorenzo. It was real and very confusing at the same time. But I know that a cold man like him would never declare his love for a woman like that.

For a moment, I feel very foolish because I wanted it to be true, I wanted my life to be normal and for me to be able to love a normal person, but that's not possible at the moment.

A sigh escapes my lips as I try to push the remnants of the dream from my mind. But something in the night whispers in my ear, an uneasiness that envelops me and prevents me from going back to sleep again.

I'm still in bed thinking about Lorenzo and realizing that I was crying during t