ISOLDE

I hated seeing him like this. Like he was trying to fight some invisible war that no one could see except him. He had warned me to stay away, and yes, I had said I didn’t want anything between us.

But ever since he kissed me during the day, I couldn’t get him out of my head again. It was like he knew exactly what he was doing. Like he was planting a seed in me to grow and destroy me slowly. Like he wanted me to regret choosing someone else.

And I did. I regretted it more with ...