"Girls! Dinner," Aunt Beth shouted.
As if on cue, my stomach rumbled. I closed my laptop, rubbed my eyes, then left my room. Abby was in the hall waiting for me.
"Hey," I said, surprised to see her.
Last I knew, she'd been with Isach. When had she gotten home? Her eyes were red, and her hair was a frizzy mess. She looked exhausted.
"Everything okay?" I asked.
"Isach said there's still stuff I don't know." She heaved a sigh. "What else could he possibly have to tell me? That Santa Claus is a werewolf? Or maybe the Tooth Fairy is really the boogeyman."
I laughed, though there was nothing funny about any of this. I had to assume Isach was preparing to tell her the truth about their past relationship.
"Do you know what he has to tell me?" she asked.
Averting my gaze, I headed downstairs. No way was I going to tell her what I knew. I couldn't. Isach needed to be the one to tell her, and then I'd talk to her, answer whatever questions she had.