C8 GLIMPSES OF BETRAYAL

Isabella’s POV

The home seemed to be under nearly intolerable stress, as though the walls were closing in on me. Since I heard Enzo and Sofia talking, hours had gone by and the anxiety that crept into my chest persisted. As I considered it, it became increasingly obvious—I was a liability.

Breathing became difficult as Sofia's poisonous words kept playing back in my thoughts. An obligation