Isabella’s POV

The first thing that clued me in that something was off was…the sun.

Soft, warm, unfiltered rays streaming through the windows and across the bed. Which would have been a perfectly normal way to wake up…if it wasn’t so…not normal.

The sun never woke me up. Not anymore.

No. These days, that job has been unofficially claimed by a certain overzealous taskmaster masquerading as my ...