Isabella curled into bed with Casper nuzzled next to her face on the pillow and sighed. She couldn’t sleep. She had stayed out with her dad for at least two beer too many and she had made sure he had gotten home safe before taking a ride share home at his urging. No subway so late at night on his watch.
However, once she’d gotten home, she had time to process the events of the few minutes in the lobby of the rink and she was increasingly angry about Evgeni’s escalating behavior. He was out of control and while she hadn’t heard from him since Cam’s intervention, she had spent so many days in a row receiving a constant barrage of his messages, she was on edge waiting for the next step in his unraveling.
She also very much wanted to know how Cam had sorted the situation at the rink. When sh
