Isla’s POV
“Soon…” His words still echoed in my ears long after he had turned and walked away, leaving me rooted in the courtyard, heart hammering like a war drum. Soon? Soon what? Oh, I don’t want to know. Seriously. No. Don’t think about it, Isla. I muttered to myself, pacing a little, hands twisting in my hair. Focus. Breathe. Normal. Totally normal.
Rico, ever the human shield between me and insanity, gave me a sidelong glance. “Uh… you okay?”
“Okay?” I repeated aloud, louder than I intended. “Yeah. Totally okay. Fine. Fine. Not fine. Great. Terrific. Absolutely fine.” Why do I even talk to myself? I sound insane. Wait… I am insane. Totally insane. Lord Jesus.
He raised an eyebrow. “Right. Sure. Totally normal, Isla. You always talk to yourself when you’re sane.”
I huffed. “Shut u
