Collins’ POV
There’s something sharp about Isabel—something that was always there, even when she was just Isabel. But she never wielded it the way she does now. It was there, buried beneath the surface. And now, as Claire, she doesn’t hold it back. She watches me, waiting for my next move, like she’s already ten steps ahead.
She’s here for answers. That much is clear. But what she doesn’t realize is that she’s not the only one searching for them.
I let her speak, watching as she lays out her accusations with cold precision. There’s no hesitation in her voice when she brings up Eva Langley, no flicker of doubt when she says there’s a warrant out for her arrest. She’s not here to negotiate—she’s here to make demands.
Typical Claire.
But then she says a name.
Aria.
It’s a name I’ve bee
