He began approaching just in time to see Isabelle cling to Tate tightly, her head pressed firmly against his chest as he tried to gently extricate himself from her.
“Love you,” Tate said as he broke away.
Despite hearing Tate’s revelation a few days before, Isabelle didn’t even miss a beat.
“Love you too.”
Tate pulled out a travel size pack of Kleenex from his back pocket and placed them in Isabelle’s hands gently before hoisting his back pack over his shoulder and making his way down the passage to his waiting plane.
Isabelle watched Tate slowly move out of view as tears silently fell down her cheeks, pooling into the hollow of her throat. Jace noted without surprise that although her face was a little red and tear stained, she was still beautiful even in her sorrow.
Feeling bold an
