Chapter 10

• Isla's POV
• I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling. The darkness around me felt heavy. No matter how much I tried to shake off everything that had happened since the moment I shifted to get on this bed, I failed. The sorrow, the hurt, and the pain engulfed me like a blanket of restless thoughts and accusations pressing down on my chest. Their words, their eyes, and their hate replayed endlessly in my mind, making me anxious.
• I should have left. I had made up my mind. And still, I found myself bounded by invisible chains. It’s no wonder I live in Elara’s shadow. Nothing changes. I was also a part of the problem. I failed to break free, my emotions and my love, always pulling me behind.