Chapter 131

ISABELLA'S POV

Nathan had shared with me how Scarlett had been visiting him of late, lingering too long at his door, just enough to stir old wounds.

And even reaching out to the estate security personnel whenever he wasn't around.

At least it showed a level of desperation on her part. And that was why I was on my way there today.

Despite the hurt, part of me hoped we could still talk this out. Even though restoring her back into his life wouldn't be all that possible.

But we could still arrive at something that works. Just like James and I had done.

After all, we had been friends for years.

All I wanted was a hint of remorse from her, an acknowledgment of the line she had crossed.

As I parked in front of the gallery, the emptiness of the space mirrored the hollow feeling in my chest.

The lights were off, the windows dark, and not a soul in sight.

I stood for a moment, staring at the locked door, a quiet sigh escaping my lips. So, she wasn’t here.

And perhaps indoors or something