ANNA'S POV

I still couldn’t believe it

Even as I stood there in the middle of the living room, watching everything unfold around me, my mind refused to fully process what had just happened.

Isabel was dead.

The words echoed again and again in my head, but they didn’t feel real. Just a few minutes ago she had been standing in front of me, angry, screaming, trying to attack me. Now… she was lying on the floor, motionless, while paramedics carefully placed her body into a black bag.

I felt a strange heaviness settle inside my chest.

I didn’t like Isabel. That much was true. She had hurt this family...