ISLA
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“Move forward,” he instructed but I stayed still, not knowing whether to risk Sophia’s life by calling his bluff.
They were friends. He wouldn’t really kill her right?
If only I believed my own words. I had been around enough guns and violence to know that I couldn’t risk it. When he saw me hesitating, he clicked the safety off. “I said move forward.”
I moved forward immediately. “Fine, fine. Just put the gun down. We can talk rationally.”
“You,” he pointed at Sophia. “Leave now or you’ll be late for your flight.”
I blinked in surprise. Had she lied about that too? She said she’d be leaving next week. Sophia looked at me, guilt in her eyes. “I’m so sorry, Isla.”
I watched her, not knowing how to feel as she walked toward the suitcases that were conveniently by the side of
