“What do you mean there is no other option?” Matt huffed in annoyance walking around Isabella’s living room.
While the fire place burned keeping the interior warm, there was a gush of tension with Matt and his assistants, Pauline and Meredith who had become Isabella’s good friends and Zoha, her neighbor as well all gathered around the room, sitting around her while she gulped on her fifth glass of wine, partially drunk, partially scared, partially still confused.
“I told you the entire story, beginning from when Stephanie and I had that cat fight to her accident and how stupid I was to go to the f*****g hospital.” She hissed gulping the entire glass of wine at once.
“Hold it Isabella, drinking won’t help.” Pauline who also had an open crush on Isabella mumbled, picking the bottle of wi
