Chapter 49
- Isabella's POV
- "I swear to the moon goddess. He's inside the living room. He's expecting us to come outside so he'd open fire at us." I said, but father scoffed, and rather walked towards the wardrobe, grabbing one of my hoodies.
- "A hoodie? Why do you need a hoodie? It doesn't help with defence against bullets." I mentioned, but he didn't care about my response.