Natalia’s POV
I ran until my lungs burned and my legs nearly gave out. By the time I reached the house, I was gasping for air and my face was soaked with tears. I stumbled through the front door and up the stairs to our bedroom, where I slammed the door behind me and locked it.
Then, I collapsed facefirst onto the bed and sobbed.
I couldn’t get the image out of my head. Andrei’s hands around Isaac’s throat. The look in his eyes. That empty, murderous look. Like he wasn’t even there. Like something else had taken control of him.
He’d almost killed Isaac. He probably would have killed him if Damon hadn’t stopped him.
And it was all because Isaac had been sitting next to me. Talking to me. This man I hardly knew… He was just being friendly. And so what if he was flirting with me? Andrei
