Isabella’s Confession
One afternoon, Isabella and I sat on my porch, sipping lemonade. She looked thoughtful and said, ‘I knew about Leo’s issues for years.
But I never thought he’d act so public and wild.’ Her voice was soft, carrying a tinge of regret. We both stared into our glasses, feeling the weight of past secrets.
Her confession made me realize how complicated their life had been, and how unpredictable things had gotten.