Kian was still choking, face going pale, fingers digging into Isaac’s wrist because he couldn’t breathe but isaac didn’t move.
His grip stayed tight. His whole body looked locked in place, his jaw was clenched, his arms stiff and his eyes were red like he was seconds away from blacking out completely.
“Isaac,” Isabel said, her voice cracking but he didn’t react.
She stepped forward fast, tears already slipping down her face.
“Isaac, let go. Please.”
She grabbed his arm. “You’re scaring me.”
Her hand moved up to his chest. She pressed her palm there.
“Talk to me. Please. It’s me you’re mad at, not him.”
She moved closer, until she was right in front of him, between both of them.
His eyes finally flicked down to her.
Her face was wet. Her hands were shaking. She kept touching his c
