Third Person's POV:
In a different circumstance, Mason would have recoiled at the thought of pressing his lips against hers, fueled by his enduring disgust for Isabel. Yet, in this pivotal moment, his profound hatred for her remained obscured, overshadowed by the singular focus of reviving her. His lips pressed firmly against Isabel's, offering the breath she desperately needed.
After what felt like an eternity, Isabel's eyes fluttered open, her breaths ragged and labored. A subtle smile crept onto Mason's face, relief washing over him at the sight of Isabel breathing once more. Swiftly withdrawing from her, he ensured she had ample space to regain composure.
Isabel, still in a state of bewilderment, struggled to normalize her breathing. The recent memory of Mason's near-fatal aggressio
