Isabelle threw out her arms, blocking Cassian's path.
The moment she came face-to-face with him, she froze as if turned to stone. Her eyes were filled with an undeniable mix of awe and infatuation.
She had never seen a man this strikingly handsome. Even though he was standing right in front of her—so close that she could just look up to see him—he still felt like an unattainable god from above.
A man like him should be high above the rest. How could he have anything to do with Juliette, that broke nobody?!
Jealousy twisted Isabelle’s delicate features, but she quickly forced her expression into something more composed. She tugged the corners of her lips into a flattering smile.
"You… you must have the wrong person."
She nervously twisted her fingers, then lifted her face, trying to m
