Amara’s POV
“Why are you gaping at her like that?” Isabel’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I blinked, realizing I’d been fixated on Kara across the room. She was laughing again with Jaxon, leaning in just a little too close.
“No reason,” I replied, though my tone betrayed me. Isabel did not buy it, of course.
She narrowed her eyes, her lips pressing into a thin line. “You’re terrible at lying, Amara.”
I soughed, brushing a slapdash coil from my face. “Fine. It’s just. does not she feel off to you? Like, too involved?”
Isabel followed my gaze, her brows furrowing. “She’s always been a little. violent. But what are you getting at?”
I dithered. Isabel was Jaxon’s fiancée. However, it was her, if anyone should’ve been bothered by Kara’s behaviour. But Isabel did not feel half as conc
