Isabella's POV
It was Adrianna Vineyard.
That is the name of the wine Jayden served when Gabriel and his wife came for dinner three nights ago.
With crossed legs and a book in my right hand, my back resting comfortably on the sofa, I take a sip of the wine, moaning in delight before dropping it back on the coffee table.
I love this wind. The taste is unique. Probably because I haven't had a taste of many wines. Maybe if I take more varieties, I will find others who are good too.
But for now, I love this wine and I will always have it beside me whenever I am reading.
Reading does something magical to me. It makes me create a world of my own. A world filled with nothing but love, laughter, joy, and everlasting happiness. This is in contrast to the reality we are living in.
The reality
