Isla POV

I stood outside my apartment building, waiting for Liam's car to arrive. My mind, however, was elsewhere; stuck on Lucian and Carmilla.

I hadn't seen Lucian today at work. He had locked himself in his office, and I'd heard whispers that he'd been there since early morning. He had even called me, but I had cut the call before it could ring twice. I didn't know why. Maybe I was scared of what he would say. Maybe I wasn't ready to hear it.

As for Carmilla, the air between us was thick and awkward. We hadn't spoken since the fight. She had looked at me once across the...