“Hello Isabella!” Aaron spoke up, standing in front of Isabella, near her seat. While the other man looked out of the large window, Isabella could tell it was James, her sister’s husband. He sat with his hands crossed over his chest, over the arm rest of the double seaters couch placed opposite to the shelf wall.
“What are you two doing here?” she asked them in a dead tone.
For months they hadn’t contacted her and suddenly they showed up at her office. she knew something wasn’t right about the whole situation.
“You don’t talk to family like that.” Aaron warned her in dominant tone and confidence in his voice sent shivers down Isabella’s spine that he had a nerve over her, but she wasn’t going to quit on it.
“What do you want?” she stood her ground and matched his confidence.
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