ISABELLA
A hush fell as I walked into the office building.
It wasn’t unusual, since it had already begun since the De Santi ball when Matteo proposed to me. But it didn’t mean I was used to it.
Some hid their faces as I passed, some gave side glances, not letting our eyes meet. And some stared at me blatantly, judging me without remorse.
The months leading to Iglesias’ death had been like this too. With everyone thinking I was his mistress as he made sure to not just keep me on my toes, but at his side as well.
I rolled my eyes when the head of human resources, Liv, cast her heavily lashed gaze at me.
Thankfully, Matteo had had a small emergency, that had delayed him, and I had forced him to let me go.
I shuddered thinking of the reactions I would have gotten if we had walked in tog
