Chapter 53. Wait It out

ISABELLA’S POV

My eyes flutter open but thankfully, the drapes are closed so I don’t have to worry about sunshine getting into my retinas. I look around the empty room before my eyes settle on Dante at the edge of the bed. He’s on a chair but his head is laid down on his elbow in bed next to me.

He doesn’t look comfortable at all but from the way he breathes softly, I don’t even feel like waking him up. He hasn’t been getting enough sleep and I don’t want to add to the pile of things he worries about. My head pounds endlessly as I try to raise myself from the bed.

Tears well up in my eyes again as I remember all that happened yesterday. My sister is dead. My mother blames me for it and my father doesn’t care. I don’t know how true what my mother told us yesterday is but I just can’t believe it. It doesn’t add up but the mere possibility of it makes me want to throw up in my mouth.

Dante jerks his head up once he notices that I’m awake and a look of wor