Chapter 143

Isabella’s POV I knew Stella was lying about her illness even before. I already had a hunch but I tried so hard to ignore it, thinking I was only being selfish. But now, I’ve confirmed it. She lied and is still lying until now. I recalled everything I said to Stella as I walked around, trying to find Hope. I threatened to fight back, but I actually don’t know how. Matteo doesn’t remember me. And although he was acting like he’s interested, I still don’t know if he really is. Maybe he’s just really curious about me. Because he finds me familiar and that he’s suspicious of my intentions. The sound of Hope’s sobs was the first thing I heard when I finally found her sitting on a circular bench. Kneeling in front of him was Noah, gently blowing soft breaths on her knee. He immediately covered Hope’s scraped knee with a small wound plaster before he stood in front of her and caressed her hair. The scene touched something inside me, my heart. The way Noah caressed Hope’s hair while the little