Chapter Seven

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The chapter contains a few scenes about self-harm and suicide

Yvonne’s Point of View

I stood there looking at Isabella who was sleeping on her bed holding onto Lucas’s sweater, she kept whimpering in her sleep. I couldn’t believe that eh Isabella that I knew would ever fall in love with a man.

I left her room and went to the living room, I needed to start packing her clothes or else there was no way she could move on from all this if she does leave this place.

“What are you doing?” she questioned me as I packed her things, I looked up at her and sighed heavily. I was packing her things in the living room so that she could get the hell out of her.

“Look around you, there’s no way that you can stay here. Everything is all about Lucas, you need to get rid of it” I said to her as she sighed heavily looking at me before coming to grab the bag away from me. what was she trying to do right now? &nb