ISOBEL
I should have felt relieved and happy that Mason had left the room and I was finally alone, giving me the chance to finally breathe without feeling like he was crowding my mind but instead, I sat still on the couch, with my heart still racing, and my skin still tingled from his touch.
I couldn't help but think about the words he said to me and they echoed in my head, like it was taunting me.
"Dream on, Isobel. You're going to be stuck with me for as long as I see fit."
I clenched my fists and I tried to push down the frustration that was boiling inside me. He was so annoying, so arrogant, and so—
I closed my eyes tightly and groaned loudly.
I hated the fact that I was affected by him and how my body always betrayed me when he was close. It wasn't fair. How could someone I wanted nothing to do with make me feel like this?
