"Bella, are you seriously back with him?" Sophia moved closer, her voice dripping with skepticism.

Isabella paused while she was applying lipstick, a sly grin spreading as she looked into the mirror.

She turned her face slightly, her gaze simmering with mischief. "What do you think?"

Sophia narrowed her eyes, doubtful. With Isabella's fiery temperament, she'd already put up with enough.

"If he's hellbent on digging his own grave, ...