AT THE SAME TIME
ISABELLA
I was still arguing with a holographic voice in my skull when the air shifted. Not dramatically, not a system glitch dramatic. Just heavier, I felt it before I saw him. A familiar cologne, clean, expensive, dangerous.
"Please tell me that is not who I think it is." I muttered.
Wanessa slowly turned. Ina froze mid lipstick swatch and then-.
"Well." Terrence said calmly behind me. "This is a pleasant coincidence."
I closed my eyes. Of course. Of course, the universe would do this, I turned slowly. He looked unfair, dark coat and effortless posture. That infuriating calm, like the world rearranges itself to suit him. His eyes settled on the pile of clothes in my arms, then lifted to my face.
"And here I was." He said softly, stepping closer, 'wondering how to persuade you to prepare properly'.
"I am not being prepared." I snapped. "I am being possessed."
Wanessa leaned toward Ina and whispered loudly.
