He raised a hand to wipe it away, leaving a smear of red on his skin.


    “Isaac,” he said, his voice shaking, “is it really necessary to be so violent?”


    Isaac nced at him before heading towards the bed where Camy. It was obvious she was out


    cold because she had not even stirred despite all themotion.


    As he got closer, the smell of alcohol emanating from her was suffocating.


    Isaac scowled.


    “How much has she drunk?” he demanded.


    “They almost got through two bottles and…”


    Isaac interrupted Jaylen before he could finish.


    “Did you tell her to drink?”


    “Um! It’s so noisy!” Cam suddenly mumbled


    Her eyes flickered opened momentarily to see a familiar figure.


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    It looked just like… Isaac?


    She soon dismissed the idea as impossible though. It couldn’t be


    How could he just appear out of nowhere?


    It must be her mistaking Jaylen for Isaac again. She sighed and closed her eyes, resigning herself to


    the mistake.


    “I’m cursed,” she muttered.


    Everyone seemed to resemble Isaac. Was this what obsession meant? Or was it just an illusion caused


    by missing him too much?


    “Cam,” a deep voice called out and she froze.


    That voice…


    Suddenly, Cam’s eyes snapped open


    Cam perceived the man standing before her with rity.


    The anger in his expression mirrored Isaac’s perfectly.


    The sight of his wrathful countenance caused her to tremble in fear.


    “Isaac?” she asked with a gulp, her voice barely above a whisper