William’s POV
"Isabella!" I exclaimed, my voice full of anger and disbelief. She stumbled over to me, her words slurred and her breath reeking of alcohol. "It's not what you think," she said, but I could tell she was lying. I was furious, and my anger boiled over. "So that's why you didn't come for me at the hospital?" I demanded, my voice shaking with rage. She just laughed, and pushed past me. I watched in disbelief as she made her way to the couch, collapsing on it.
I opened my mouth to shout at her, to make her feel as bad as I did, but she cut me off. "Were you drunk when you cheated on me?" she asked, her voice full of accusation. I felt the blood drain from my face. I was dumbstruck, unable to speak. I couldn't believe she would ask me such a question, and I had no idea how to res
