Isabella’s POV

I couldn’t continue on this way. Even though tonight had been an unexpected reprieve, there was a yawning pit in my stomach that I couldn't seem to shake. I knew what it was, too.

Guilt.

Because of what I’d planned to do tonight. What I didn’t want to do. I wanted to tell Ethan everything. I wanted to confess my rebirth. About the fire that had changed my whole life’s perspective. About him risking his life in his attempt ...