"Funny timing you have, Chloe."
I swallowed the lump in my throat, ignoring the pounding of my heart in my ribcage as he stepped toward me, waiting for me to elaborate.
Shit. Normally I'm a good bullshitter, but Izaak made me so nervous, I couldn't think straight. "Maybe I'm not cut out for this lifestyle. Maybe it's not me."
"What I hear is a poor excuse for trying to get out of trouble. But if you still feel that way tonight, we can discuss it." His eyebrows raised and he pointed at my plate. "Finish." Then walked off.
Well, that hadn't worked out as planned. My whole body trembled as I broke a piece of the toast, unable to stomach it.
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