Chapter Twenty-One- “We’ll see”.
Isabella Montague.
Should I consider it a good or bad timing? It’s hard to decided really, not when I’m yet to decide how I feel about the whole thing. I mean, I do know, but it’s a bit more complicated than easier said.
“Oh, there you are.” A voice came, putting a halt to our conversation before I could give Christian a response. One that’s at the very tip of my tongue because giving him that response is instinctual to me.
I blinked, and at the same time, we both lifted our gaze from each other and rested it on the owner of the voice. My face broke into a small, barely visible smile upon spotting an unfamiliar face, at least, not on a personal level. But, I’ve seen his face earlier—he’s the best man, and was standing right beside the groom the whole
