Chapter 149

Isabella’s POV It was so far. A deserted pier in the middle of nowhere. The wind was howling off the waves, the scent and taste was salty. We arrived just after sunset, and the place felt creepy. The shadows stretched across the concrete and at the end of my sight was her, standing, wrapped in fury and hatred. Stella’s eyes were fixed on me. Beside her was Noah, sitting on the cold cemented floor, wrists tied. He wasn’t crying, but I can see fear in his eyes. It was mixed with something more. Disappointment, pain, sadness, and hatred. “I told you to come alone!” Stella screamed, glaring at Matteo, who didn’t answer and just stared blankly at her. “But well, it’s a good thing that bitch is here. Since you escaped your death, this time, you won’t.” I gritted my teeth, still staring at Noah. Seeing him, I couldn’t help but question what kind of mother Stella is. How could she do this to her own son? I still feel a little weak, but I won’t sit back and wait for Noah to be saved. I need to