Miller’s POV
“Isla, believe me.” I called out to her desperately as Ed forcefully pulled me away from her direction.
Max looked extremely smug as Isla buried herself into him, looking up with those huge saucer eyes of hers. She was so beautiful, and she did not deserve to be treated so badly. Max did not care about Isla like she believed him to. He was a liar.
She needed to see through his bullshit.
I knew that I was no better in her eyes. She hated me for everything that I had done to her in the past and of course I knew that made him like perfect to her.
She needed to believe me now.
They were not to be trusted.
Max was clearly angry that I was onto him.
He wanted me dead and at least if I was to die, I had managed to warn Isla. The rest was up to her.
But the fact that
