92. Victim

Isaac’s pov

What had started awkward turned into a beautiful day. I had made Emmy cum multiple times, and it felt like we were really moving forward. She said she liked me, and while it doesn’t sound like much. To me, it meant everything.

It was like we were starting over. Just to random people that happened to be mates that were getting to know each other.

I knew Lena meant well, but her words set Emmy off, but at least she was allowing herself to feel them. For a while, until the mask went back up and “everything was fine.”

None of this was fine. How I wish I could see inside Emmy’s head and be there to counter all her negative thoughts.

‘Then mark her.’ Linus said, but after what Emmy went through, marking should be her choice.

We walked towards my grandparents office together, and I felt Emmy tense. Everything here was a trigger for her, and I wish we would have never come here.

‘But if we didn't, she would still be living with your mothers, and you’d be in the packhouse, mi