IzzyI dragged myself through the front door way later than I meant to, legs aching from running around the rink all day trying to get decent shots while Riven acted like I was invisible except when he wanted to glare at me. The house was lit up like always, and right away Mom and Mr. Holt were on me in the hallway, both talking at once with these worried faces that made me feel like a kid who missed curfew even though I was twenty and just out with my girls.“Isolde, we’ve been trying to reach you for hours,” Mom said, waving her phone like proof. “Where were you? We wanted Riven to pick you up from that bar so you didn’t have to take a ride home alone this late.”“Yeah, could’ve called,” I muttered, kicking off my shoes and already feeling the annoyance build because I knew what was coming. “Or texted. Whatever. I’m fine, I got back okay.”Riven was right there on the stairs, arms crossed, looking freshly showered and pissed like he’d been waiting just to argue. “Why the hell would
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