ELIJAH'S POV
"Why would I want to be a cheating wife-beater? If I were you, Imogen would have the best fucking life."
That was all Isaac had to say for clarity to hit me hard. I had always wondered what the obsession was. At first, it had been to soil me in front of father. But father was gone now and he had lost the big game. There was no reason for him to feign consent unless... Unless something real was going on and that was when it clicked.
Isaac's words hung in the air, each one a knife twisting deeper into my gut. The accusation was clear, and for a moment, I was frozen, trapped by the realization that had been creeping up on me for some time. Isaac's obsession, his constant presence in my life, the way he always seemed to be just a step ahead, undermining me at every turn—it all made sense now.
