CHAPTER 94: The Weight of Guilt

　　John sat in the dimly lit room of his once-proud mansion with his face buried in his hands. The sobs that escaped him were raw, agonizing, and uncontrollable.

　　The weight of everything that had transpired in the last few hours was crashing down on him like a tidal wave, threatening to drown him in his own guilt and sorrow.

　　Isabelle was innocent, she had never betrayed him and she had never wronged him and yet he had thrown her away, cast her out of his life because he was too blinded by Rachel's lies and too consumed by his own insecurities.

　　"I sent her to her death, I'll never find her again…" John wept bitterly, his voice barely audible. His entire body shook as the full realization of what he had done sank in.