Chapter 189

Isla's POV

The apartment felt smaller than it had ten minutes ago. I stayed on my knees, my hands still anchoring Maya’s wrists, watching the way her chest hitched.

"Maya, talk to me," I said again, my voice steadying through sheer force of will. "Why are you packing? Where are you going?"

She finally looked at me, and the utter defeat in her eyes made my stomach drop. She didn't look like the vib