Sixty Two

CHAPTER 62

Isabella woke up feeling still tired. Although the night had passed, her mind was still shrouded in fog from all the chaos that had occurred recently—Felix, Nicholas, and most importantly, Irene. She slowly rose from her bed, feeling a dull throbbing in her head, and walked out of her room.

In the kitchen, the aroma of tomato egg soup greeted her. Rose, as usual, had woken up early and prepared a warm breakfast. "Good morning, Bella," Rose greeted with a friendly smile as Isabella entered the kitchen.

"Good morning, Mom," Isabella replied with a weak smile, then sat down at the dining table with Ben, who was already waiting for her.

Rose placed a bowl of soup in front of her, a look of concern on her face. "I made you tomato egg soup, your favorite. Hopefully, this will help you feel a bit better."

Isabella smiled softly, though her heart still felt heavy. "Thank you, Mom. You're the best."

They began to have breakfast in a comfortable silence, but Isabella felt that it was