Isabella’s POV
I stared at the message on my phone, my heart pounding so hard it felt like it might break free from my chest. The words blurred as tears welled in my eyes.
"Stay away from Alex, or you'll regret it."
I re-read the text, searching for clues, a sign, anything that could tell me who sent it. My fingers trembled as I locked the screen and shoved the phone into my pocket.
This couldn’t be happening. Not now. Not when I was just beginning to feel something real.
The weight of the message clung to me like a suffocating fog as I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the floor. The room felt smaller, the air heavier. For a moment, I thought about calling Alex, but what would I even say?
“Hey, someone’s threatening me because of you. Any ideas who?”
No, I couldn’t call
