Addy’s POV “Annabelle, wait!” I feel a hand wrap tightly around my wrist, stopping me on the top of the staircase before I’m able to turn down the corridor toward my room. “Leave me alone, Elijah.” “Annabelle, please, we need to talk. I’ve been wracked with guilt since that night you left. If you would just let me explain–" Spinning around, I finally meet him face-to-face. Standing a couple of steps above him, it brings me up to his eye level, allowing me to pin him with my furious gaze. “I don’t like being caught up in whatever game you have going on with Nicholas. Honestly, I can’t trust either one of you right now, because one of you is lying to me. I’m either Annabelle like you say I am, or I’m Addy like he says I am. Who the hell am I supposed to trust?” “I am your mate,” he s

