ISOLDE
It had been a week since my parents left, and no matter how much I tried to focus on anything else, I couldn’t stop thinking about Rowan.
Something about him had changed. Maybe it was me hoping, maybe it was real, but lately he had been… different. Gentler. More attentive. Trying to make me feel at home again. Trying to remind me of the man I once loved.
But then the question always came crawling back, sharp as a blade.
'Will you accept him back?'
And every time, I shook my head because I didn’t know. I didn’t know if this new version of him was real or just another illusion. I didn’t know if I could trust him again, not after everything he had done. I needed to be sure. Truly sure.
GBAM!
The double wooden doors of Rowan’s chamber flew open with a thunderous crack, slamming a
