(Isabella)

"Isa," angel said, flashing me a smile as he sat on a couch opposite my parents.

"You...why are you here?" My surprise was palpable, my heart racing as I processed his unexpected presence.

"Thank goodness you're back. This young man here claims to be your classmate," Dad interjected, his eyes darting between us.

"Yeah, he's my classmate," I confirmed, though my mind reeled with questions. How did he find me? I hadn’t told anyone I was leaving, and he seemed so determined.

"I ...