CHAPTER THIRTY: THE THREAT AND THE SURPRISE
CHRISTINE’S POV
I STARE AT THE NIGHT AND CALLED SOMEONE… I waited there, staring at the ornate wood and wondering why I was perpetually drawn to him. Was I so intent on self-sabotage? Did I hate myself and my family so much?
Before I could turn away, Isaac answered the phone call. And after ten minutes his brows were pinched in confusion meet me.
“Christine, what is it?”
I looked up at him, unable to even form words. The hurt and fear strangled my tongue and robbed me of breath. Whatever he saw on my face caused him to tug me inside. I didn’t even bother to fight, just let him lead me to the bench in the garden. I leaned into his warmth and tried to get a handle on my emotions. How was I going to survive this?
He stroked my back with one ha
