Chapter 617

I lifted my leg to take a step forward. Derick supported me as we made our way to the door. Before we even entered, I saw someone coming out, holding a black box in his arms. His face was filled with grief and confusion. I glanced at the box in his arms, and my breathing stopped. Derick's grip on my hand tightened, and I was brought back to reality by his slight movement. We continued to walk inside. Almost instantly, I spotted Isabella. She was standing there with her back to the door. I couldn't see her expression, but just her silhouette conveyed a profound sense of despair and sorrow. I was rooted to the spot, unable to move any further. Derick, who was supporting me, also stopped. We both remained silent. Isabella seemed to sense something and slowly turned around, holding a black box in her hands. For a split second, the world went dark, and I was on the verge of falling. She came to stand in front of me. "This is what Brandon requested. He... he wanted you to bring him b