Isabella’s point of view
I felt something in me collapse as Bruno left, I sank to the floor, wrapping my hands around myself. I thought I will be left to go live my life as a widow. The news of Diego’s death was yet to be known by all.
I will be getting married to him tomorrow. A part of me wanted to scream but I couldn’t, my voice was gone, right from when I found out Diego’s heart stopped beating.
After what felt like hours, I forced myself to get up, walking to my room like a zombie. I ignored my numb legs that felt like they don’t belong to me. Guilt, that was the only thing I felt. Everything that happened was my fault. Maybe I should have told him. I destroyed him, I killed him. I can’t believe I allowed myself to be deceived by that bastard.
A soft knock interrupted the sounds o
