Chapter 91 The Maze

• The morning sun slipped into the room through the edges of the curtains, stretching across the floor until it reached the bed.
• Isabel woke up first. Her eyes blinked open and for a moment, she forgot where she was until she tried to roll to the other side. A heavy arm wrapped around her waist, holding her like a shield.
• Her back pressed softly against Alexander’s chest, steady and familiar. She could feel his slow, even breaths brushing the back of her neck. They were spooning. For a moment she stayed still, afraid to wake him up if she moved.