ISADORA
Again with these damn tears!
I don't know what's gotten into me lately. It makes no sense—I've never been the kind of girl to burst into tears at the smallest inconvenience. This is exactly why I've always relied on myself and no one else to solve my problems.
Things just get way too complicated when other people get involved.
Knox comes after me, though. I hear him call my name and that just makes my feet go faster. I hurry right into the women's restroom, where I know he can't follow me. There's no line at the door, so that's a good thing, but the area around the sink is completely crowded.
One of the stalls is open, and I head right toward it just as the door bursts open behind me and Knox walks in. His eyes are on my face, desperately searching for something I refuse to
