Chapter 70

*Isabel* The words struck me like a blow to the chest I hadn't been prepared for. My fingers tightened around the glass, and I felt the first stirrings of panic clawing at my chest. I didn't need to ask which of the rogues he was talking about. I'd tried to distract myself all day to take it off my mind. I shook my head slowly, my denial rising back to the surface. He finished his water in one go. “That’s not true. I don’t even know why I’d be a target. I-”