Chapter 143

The video started playing, showing two little kids on screen. When Charles saw little Stella carefully taking care of him, his eyes welled up instantly. He couldn't wrap his head around it—Stella was the one who looked after him? Hadn't it always been Isabelle? How could it have been Stella all along? His brain felt like it was gonna explode. Then the footage showed Isabelle stepping in, basically replacing Stella. The blood in his veins felt like it reversed direction all of a sudden. His hands trembled, face full of guilt and regret. "How could this be... I've been completely in the dark this whole time." He mumbled to himself, clearly falling apart. "Stella, I'm sorry... I let you down." Curling into himself, he grabbed his head in pain, body shaking violently as he dry-heaved over and over. So it was always her. It had only ever been her. The girl he once had feelings for, the one who saved his life, the one he'd hurt most—was all her. What the hell had he done? It was almost laugh