Chapter 21

ISABELLA'S POV

“Is that really her?”

Multiple people were speaking at the same time now, and the louder they were speaking, the closer they were getting to me.

“Bella… I think we are getting mobbed.” Owen whispered.

Before I could do anything worth while in response, we were already surrounded, this time not just by the people initially at the same scene but also the airport staff, incoming passengers, and even a couple of flight attendants. Conversations about me were flying about all around the hall.

“I thought she was just a myth!”

“Can you believe it?”

“Oh my God, I think I touched her. She’s actually here!”

“John… John, get a picture before she disappears again!”

Cameras flashed like shooting guns, and the soft hum of phones captured this moment that I was sure would soon be all over the internet.

Then, in the midst of the whole chaos, I suddenly felt a shift in the atmosphere—a weird feeling that I was being watched. I looked around the hall, looking for traces of that energy I