Isabella’s POV
I couldn’t continue on this way. Even though tonight had been an unexpected reprieve, there was a yawning pit in my stomach that I couldn't seem to shake. I knew what it was, too.
Guilt.
Because of what I’d planned to do tonight. What I didn’t want to do. I wanted to tell Ethan everything. I wanted to confess my rebirth. About the fire that had changed my whole life’s perspective. About him risking his life in his attempt to save me. I wanted to tell him the truth.
That I’d begun to fall for him.
But I couldn't do any of that until I knew for certain about his role in the events that destroyed my family.
“Could you tell me what happened…in that business war?”
Tell me. Tell me you didn't have anything to do with it. Tell me it had all been your family acting on their own, and you hadn’t known until it was too late.
I had no idea if those words would fix everything, but I suddenly needed to hear them. Desperately.