Chapter 36. Distance in Between

Morgan's eyes widened in disbelief as she absorbed the whirlwind of events I'd just unraveled. Her shock manifested audibly in a vehement, "What the hell?" I anticipated her reaction, but her incredulity hinted at an underlying skepticism that stung nonetheless. Maybe, deep down, I had expected a more vehement response, given the chaotic and fantastical nature of my recent experiences.

"What the hell were you thinking, Isla? From what I know, you’re not that kind of person who would do impulsive things," she declared, her astonishment still palpable.

I sighed heavily, my shoulders slumping in tandem. "I've been doing a lot of impulsive things these past few weeks, Morg. I guess people change," I confessed, acknowledging the truth of my metamorphosis.

She approached me, determined to lock eyes with me. "How long is this going to work? Months? Years? Obviously, you can’t be married to him forever. You don’t know him,