ISABELLE

I lay in bed, the blankets tangled around my legs and I stared at the ceiling.

The house was silent…too quiet.

After Jake left hours ago, with the unreadable expressions on his face, I had been left alone. I stretched to pick my phone on the nightstand, muttering a “wow” as I noticed both Evelyn and Andrew had not messaged me.

“Guess he finally understood I wasn't his anymore”, i muttered.

I groaned, rubbing my temples.

My body still felt weak, like I hadn’t fully recovered from the fever and cold.

Yet I wanted to try and walk down the stairs, so I could at least be somewhere close...