Isaac.

How could she have feelings for the man who had indirectly killed her child? It was simply unheard of!

She shook her head hard, trying to push Isaac out of her mind, but his handsome face kept resurfacing.

It seemed that the more she tried to forget about him, the more she thought about him.

The scenes of them together kept playing in her head Like a movie.

“By the way, Mr. Johnston is already home. He went upstairs just now. Didn’t he look for you?” Glenda asked suddenly.

Camila was going upstairs when Glenda said this. She abruptly stopped in her tracks and looked back at Glenda.

“Isaac is back?”

Glenda nodded.

climbed the stairs hesitantly, wondering if she should approach

reason and she

pushed it open and was instantly dazzled by the bright Lights inside the room. Squinting, her eyes slowly adapted to the blinding lights, and she saw Isaac standing in middle of

Angela’s Library

that Isaac was staring at the painting- the painting he had won at

softly, “Why on earth were

open the door, but he didn’t

eyes remained fixed

when she was asleep would she look as quiet and tranquil as she

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