ISLA
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I looked at Lorenzo again and he nodded at me, encouraging me.
“Drop the gun, Isla,” Ryan tried to coax me. “This isn’t who you are.”
A scoff slipped past my lips before I could stop it. “And this is who you are?” He had no right to tell me what to be and whatnot, especially after what had just transpired between us.
“You don’t have to do this,” his voice came out weak and raspy. “He’s using you, Isla. He always has been.”
“Do you really think you’re a better person than him?” My voice came out quieter than I intended. Lorenzo had never claimed to be a good person. He knew he did bad things and he owned up to it. I knew what I was getting into when I decided to stay but Ryan was a completely different story. He disguised himself as an angel. His transformation had complete
