ISABELLE

I woke up to the sound of rain tapping against my window, my body still warm with a lingering fever.

The ache in my temples throbbed as I sat up, pushing the tangled sheets aside.

I needed to eat something, anything to ground myself.

As I walked to the kitchen, the memory of Andrew’s words from earlier that day flashed through my mind.

“You could never run away from me. You’ll find out soon enough.” His voice, smooth and mocking, sent a chill down my spine.

I shoved it aside, trying to push the thoughts away for now, but I couldn't.

I sighed as I cracked a couple of...