Isabella’s POVStella looked at me, mouth opened. She looked behind like she was afraid someone else was here, and I saw relief when she realized I’m alone. The shock on her face slowly faded. She looked at me, now calm.“What are you doing?” I asked, gritting my teeth.She bit her bottom lip and slowly walked towards me. The fear I saw in her eyes earlier vanished into thin air.She smiled, a hint of sarcasm in her lips. “I was just resting.”My fists balled. “Resting?” I let out a sarcastic laugh. “You’re lying on my fiance’s bed, Stella. You have your own room.”She sighed, like talking to me makes her tired. “This was my room, Isabella.”“Was,” I snapped. “You no longer hold the power in this house.”My pulse pounding like drums in my ears, deafening, sharp, and full of rage I’m trying to contain.I don’t feel well. I feel like I’d get sick, but seeing Stella in this bedroom makes me more sick. I want to drag her out by her hair and throw her out of this mansion. The only thing st
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