ISABELLE
I absentmindedly brought my hand up to the glass cup in front of me and ran my fingers along its rim. The kitchen suddenly felt smaller, more intimate – nowhere to hide from my sister’s perceptive gaze.
“How do you feel about it?” Sage’s voice finally coaxed me into meeting her eyes.
“I’m not asking how the s*x was,” She added gently. “ I just want to know what’s going on in your head right now.”
I parted my lips to say something, then gave up and shrugged.
“I don’t think I know who I am anymore, or what I’m doing.”
I exhaled slowly, “I was never supposed to see him again after that night. But he appeared, saved me from Aurora, and before I knew it, we were in his home, giving in to everything I swore I wouldn’t. I guess I’m not so different from my ex after all.”
“You’re n
