Sleep didn’t come easy to me.
It never did, but it didn’t take long before Isadora fell asleep.
Watching her was nothing short of a beautiful experience. She kept her back to me the entire time, almost as if she was trying to hide from me, but that didn’t stop me from watching her.
By the time she fell asleep, her soft breathing filled the air and I watched the rise and fall of her chest for fear that if I closed my eyes, she’d run again.
I knew who hurt her. It wasn’t hard to deduce once I’d gone on my run.
Carlos had his differences with her but he’d never hurt her. He wasn’t that type of person. He respected women too much to lay a hand on them. Erina loved her too much to hurt her sand Isadora would never have tried to hide it if it was truly an accident.
That left only one ot
