Chapter 27: THE PRESENT

LORENZO’S P.O.V. As soon as I got into the house, I went straight to Leo’s room and I stumbled back at how much he reminded me of Isabella. He was seated the exact way I would find her and there was a sketch book opened in front of him. It was hers, I didn’t know how he found it but it was there. He was flipping through the pages and didn’t even notice that I had walked in until I cleared my throat. “Where did you find that?” I asked gesturing at the sketchbook and he pointed toward the closet. “It was just sitting there. Is this my mum’s?” I nodded and he hummed. “The drawings are pretty. Did she do them by herself?” “Yes, she was a good artist although she didn’t do it often.” I looked at the cover and let out a sigh of relief when I realized he hadn’t found the sketchbook with her explicit drawings. I made a mental note to find that one and keep it away from him. “Is this you?” He turned the sketchbook towards me and I saw a rough sketch of my eyes with my scar. I almost reac