Chapter Twenty-two

Isabella’s Point of View

Anger. Resentment. Rage. Fury. Whatever word you could use to explain when someone is furious you can use that to describable me right now.

I felt rage as I looked into Lucas’s eyes who looked like the rain had just poured down on him. I could not believe it myself that I had such rage in me.

When I took his hand and him pretending not to know me was the most painful thing. I mean I practically lived with this man for a year and the first time I see him in those months he acts like he doesn’t know me? Incredible.

“What the hell are you doing here?’ he questioned me after we were now alone. I ignored him while trying to dish out food for Sebastian, he had not eaten anything since we came here, and I just wanted to make sure he had something to eat.

I looked at him shamelessly trying to convince me that Sebastian was a terrible person when he is the one who stole from me.

“You really are shamel