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BRIARWOOD SCHOOL**

Isabella had just packed her books into her backpack, ready to leave the school as the day came to a close. Before she could exit the hallway, a familiar face she had been trying to avoid stepped in front of her.

"Isabella, we need to talk," Brett said.

"There’s nothing left to talk about, Brett," Isabella replied coldly, attempting to move past him. But he blocked her path again.

"I’ve given you enough time. I can’t stay away from you anymore—it’s killing me!" he said desperately, his eyes pleading with her.

"Then maybe you should go stay with Elijah instead," Isabella scoffed.

"Isabella, Elijah meant something...