C50 Guilt And Shame

ChaptThe front doors hissed open, releasing Isabelle into the opulent emptiness of Liam's penthouse. The air hung heavy with the scent of jasmine and the faint residue of his cologne, a scent that recently used to comfort her, now stirred a nauseating wave of guilt.

Penelope stood by the grand entrance with a look of quiet concern etched on her face. "Welcome home, Miss Isabelle