“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.” I hugged myself. “And his father… he’s not a good guy, Abby. Talking to him could be a lot more dangerous than talking to Felicity.”
“She’s right.” Isach crossed the room and stood beside Abby. “If I say one wrong thing to my father, he’s going to know something’s going on, and that’s a lot riskier than talking to Felicity.” He pulled her into his arms, and she didn’t fight him. “At least with her, I have the upper hand.”
I exhaled heavily, my shoulders sagging. “I’m sorry.” I frowned. “You’ve done so much already, Isach, and it’s not fair that I’m asking you to do more.”
“Yeah, well, I have a lot of selfish reasons for helping you.” He rubbed Abby’s back, and she wrapped her arms around him, her face hidden in his chest.
I nodded with understanding, and as I stood there, watching how Isach comforted Abby, how he was willing to do whatever it took to be with her, it dawned on me that he loved her just as much as I loved Trent.
“I’ll leave you guys alone,” I muttered, then hurried back to Trent’s room.
I’d barely gotten the door shut when he walked in. I flung my arms around him, and he returned my hug, his hold tight and comforting. “I want all of this to be over,” I said.
“I know. I do, too.” He buried his face against my neck. “I’ll feel so much better when the curse is broken and the Zoya are gone and it’s just you, me, and our child.”
My breath hitched, and tears burned my eyes at how he’d mentioned our child, too. “Maybe we should elope the day after graduation.”
He laughed, the sound rumbling through his chest. “I’ll do whatever you want, but I’m pretty sure our families wouldn’t be too happy with us if we did that.”
I sighed and loosened my hold on him, easing back far enough to see his face. “You’re probably right. And Whitney will kill me if I suggest moving up the date.”
He cradled my face and peered into my eyes. “We’re not changing anything. We’ll stick to our plans, and everything will be fine.”
I hoped he was right, but there was so much that could go wrong. Right now, I needed to focus on one thing at a time, and my top priorities were graduation and planning our wedding. Oh, and figuring out what was going on with Felicity. Thankfully, Isach seemed to be taking charge on that issue.
“Can I come in?” Abby knocked.
Trent released me and opened the door. He stepped aside, and Abby entered.
Her eyes were red and puffy, her face tear stained. “I’m going with Isach for a little bit. We just kinda need to get away and be alone.” She rocked on her heels. “I’ll be back, though, so we can be home in time.”
“Okay.” I nodded.
“And, just so you know, I’m not mad at you.” She hesitantly met my gaze. “I’m still overwhelmed by… all of this… witches and vampires and…”
“I know.” I offered her a sympathetic smile. “I’m still overwhelmed most of the time, too.”
She smiled faintly. “I’ll be back soon.” And then she left.
I wanted to hug her and tell her I was sorry and beg her to be careful. But I knew Isach would keep her safe, and that gave me enough comfort to let her leave.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:
Everyone’s Lost Their Minds
NERVES CLAWED AT MY STOMACH AS I walked into school Monday morning. Would Felicity be lurking in the hallways again? Would she attempt to do something more than just watch me? I hurried to my locker, constantly glancing over my shoulder.
As usual, Trent was waiting for me. He stepped aside so I could get into my locker, and when I was finished, I turned to him. Normally, he’d say something or give me a kiss.
I tilted my head. “You’re quiet this morning. Everything okay?”
He nodded. “Had a small disagreement with Jax. It’s fine.”
I groaned. “By small disagreement you mean…” I raised a brow, waiting for him to fill in the blanks. I hated when those two fought, especially when I was the reason.
“I mean it’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” His tone was sharp, and he barely looked at me. What was going on with him?
“Okay.” I rose up on my tiptoes and gave him a kiss.
Only then did he start to act like his normal self. He yanked me closer and deepened the kiss, one hand splayed on my back, the other twisting in my hair. My heart hammered, and butterflies filled my chest.
“I love you,” he whispered, then released me.
I fought to take a deep enough breath. “I love you, too.”
He was acting weird, and that concerned me. Last time he’d been like this, he broke up with me. Not that I thought he was going to do that again, but there was definitely something going on, and I had a sinking feeling it had to do with whatever he and Jax “disagreed” about this morning.
Before I could pry, the bell rang. Trent gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, and then he headed toward his class. I trudged into Mr. Gordon’s room and flopped down in my chair. Then I twisted around to face Jax.
“What happened between you and Trent this morning?” I asked. If I couldn’t get information from Trent, I’d get it from Jax. “He said you two had a disagreement.”
Jax laughed. “Something like that.”
“Something like that?” I raised a brow. “What does that even mean?”
Frustration built in my chest, threatening to erupt. I needed to calm myself, because if I had one more run-in with Mr. Gordon, I was going to fail this class.
“He’s being an idiot. Like usual.” Jax drummed his fingers on
