Isabella'S POV“Give me a mirror,” I demanded. My hands were shaking, and my heart felt like it was about to explode out of my chest. My voice wavered, panicked, shaky. This couldn’t be happening. My face… the one thing I had left, wasn’t mine anymore.Malakai hesitated. “Isabella, I don’t think—”“Give me the damn mirror!” I screamed, the panic rising with every passing second. He stared at me for a moment. He didn’t respond but only stood up slowly, his face neutral. He walked out of the room and came back with a small hand mirror. He handed it to me gently, as if reconsidering.I didn’t care.I snatched the mirror from his hands and lifted it to my face, holding my breath. What stared back at me wasn’t me. Not even close. The woman in the mirror had the same almond-shaped green eyes, but everything else—my cheekbones, my jawline, my nose, my lips... everything was wrong.I suddenly felt nauseous. This isn’t Isabella Monroe.“No…” I whispered, my heart dropping. “No, no, no…” My han
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