I was harsher with Isabelle's cousin than I'd meant to be, but I wasn't in the right frame of mind to listen to anyone's advice about my life.

I understood her protective instincts, but Isabelle was an adult. She knew how to take care of herself.

When I walked into my brother's room, Isabelle was by his side, gently taking care of him.

"Is everything okay?" she asked, looking at me with concern.

"It is. Don't worry. I need you to go home. The security team will escort you to my grandmoth