Chapter Twenty-Six: Almost Goodbye
Savannah's POV
The morning sunlight streamed through the wide windows of my room, way too cheerful for how conflicted I felt. I stretched out on the bed, staring at the ceiling as memories of last night's dinner with Isaiah replayed in my mind. His questions, his voice, the way his green eyes softened when he looked at me—it was all way too much.
And then there was the pull. That damn pull. It was like gravity had decided to mess with me personally, tugging me toward Isaiah in a way I couldn't explain or control.
But I didn't have time to dwell on it because, of course, my peaceful morning was about to be obliterated.
"Rise and shine, princess!" Laasya's voice rang out, followed by the sound of my door slamming open. I groaned, pulling a pillow o
