ISABELLA'S POV.

He tensed up; his hands trembled as they got loose off the grip i had on.

His gaze flickered, an unnamed emotion in them, his eyes bulging out, almost falling out of their sockets. He was stunned, and I could see that was an abstract I never imagined he could have.

Just then, I see it too.Of course. Tall, blonde, and oozing confidence. Just his type. And the perfect reason to ignore me.

Yet I brushed it aside, shoving the thoughts down, an irritated feeling ...