The days blurred together in a haze of stolen touches and secret meetings. What started as raw physical need was turning into something deeper. I found myself thinking about Isaac constantly—not just his hands on my body or the way he filled me so perfectly, but the way he listened when I talked about my dreams, the tired smile he gave me when no one else was looking. I was falling in love with my sister’s fiancé, and it terrified me.
Elena had been stressed lately. The wedding planning was getting intense, and her job kept piling on more work. She came home one evening looking exhausted, kicking off her heels and collapsing on the couch. “I don’t know how I’m going to get everything done,” she complained. “Isaac has been distant too. Always on his phone or out running errands. Do you thi
