“Let Isabella off the hook for the remainder of the year. She deserves to spend her last year of freedom any way she chooses."
I was defending the last person I wanted to, but their relationship was screwed up. I was also solidifying my thoughts of sleeping with Gabriel. For that to happen, Isabella had to be out of the picture.
He squeezed my hand tighter. “There's nothing between us. We've known each other since we were babies and that's it."
I wasn't getting through.
I lay back in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to think of something that would make him understand. He lay back too, and I turned on my side so we were facing each other.
“Isabella is no one's property. Even after you're married." I gulped at that one. “She will be her own woman. I don't care about the warped way y
