Chapter 6. Don’t Want to Be Vulnerable

Isabella’s POV

How would the world see me, how would my family see me it’s going to break my poor mother’s heart. I don’t want to be that daughter or niece who is fucking her cousin.

But for one I don’t know why Tommy wasn’t taking this seriously, every time I asked him, he kept on pushing the topic aside as though he didn’t want to hear it. I have never pushed to know why he doesn’t want to answer because I just don’t want him to think I am desperate to know if we are a thing or not, but am I desperate to have him in my life? I kept on thinking up until I felt lightheaded, only got up the next morning to find myself in bed and a glass of water and some Advil tablets.

Who brought me home? I became self-conscious like maybe a thief had brought me home, but who could be that person who knows me so well to bring me home, I mean I don’t even have friends so no one would have brought me home.

I took the Advil and drank it then I went downstairs and saw a ma