Bella's POV
Killing Isaac and moving away from where I grew up, away from everything and everyone I ever knew was supposed to be a game changer. My wolf, Vesper, had been restless ever since, constantly pacing in my mind.
I thought it would be a piece of cake. Well, I didn't exactly expect it to be easy, but I had thought that with the load of money and car I got from Sydney, it would be easier.
At that time, I remember being the happiest for a while. And at some point, I thought, "Maybe killing does make people happier."
Because I felt absolute peace and happiness when I saw Isaac drop down before that prison that day. I had prepared myself to rot in jail just to make sure that Isaac never gets to breathe and exist again. His existence was a constant pain for me.
"We should have ripp
