Isabella's eyes were swollen from crying all night, yet she was smiling now. "It's real… Honey, you're really okay!"Dominic snapped coldly, "You're insane. You thought it was in your imagination, so you bit me? Why not bite yourself instead?""I did. Honey, look!" Isabella lifted her arm proudly. Her smooth skin was covered with rows of teeth marks—some purple, some still red.Dominic frowned. "You're sick. Seriously sick."He brushed past her and walked into the house.Seeing his indifference, Isabella felt a wave of hurt. She turned quickly and grabbed his arm. "Honey, don't you feel even a little sorry for me?"Dominic calmly pulled his arm free, met her eyes, and said, "If you want someone's pity, go find your dear brother. Stop bothering me."Isabella froze, then rushed to explain. "Honey, you've got it wrong. I didn't mean anything by it. He fainted, so I followed to make sure he was okay. I couldn't just leave him there, could I?"Dominic gave a faint, indifferent smile
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