Isabella’s POV I stepped out of Claire’s apartment for some moments under the guise of picking up a delivery. The apartment felt smaller after she told me everything. The air was heavy with her tears and my silence. We sat on couch for another half hour, her head on my shoulders, my arm around her, until she finally straightened up and wiped her face. “I can't do this alone,” she said again. “I asked him to come here tonight. Eight o’ clock.”I nodded. “I'll be there.”She hugged me one more time, like the only thing she had left in this world. Then I left.The drive home was blurry. I kept replaying her words in my head. *When he's inside me… it's the only time I feel alive*I knew that feeling. I felt it with Lila. With Camilla and with the twins.I didn't tell anyone where I was going that night. I just waited until seven-thirty, then I wire a simple black dress. Nothing flashy, nothing that screamed “I'm about to walk into a disaster” and drove back to Claire’s apartment. Sh
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