Chapter 95
- Isla's POV
- The corner of Stefan’s lips curled as he met my gaze. “Nothing has changed.”
- He said it so effortlessly. But I felt the lie beneath them like a blade pressed against my throat. For a second I wondered if he was the same boy with whom I grew up, the one who had always been by my side, who had laughed with me and cried with me. It was as if those memories had never existed at all.