*Isabella's POV*
"Don't worry," he spat, his voice venomous, his words sharp enough to cut. "You can kiss Damien instead of me."
The venom in his tone hit harder than a slap. My breath caught in my throat as the weight of his accusation sank in. Before I could get a word out, Jacob stormed past me, his footsteps heavy and unforgiving as he slammed the door behind him.
The echo lingered, leaving me frozen in place. My heart raced, my mind spinning, and when I finally tore my gaze from the door.
"Jacob!" I shouted after him, my voice carrying through the corridor, but he didn't so much as glance back. The slam of the door was my only answer.
"I apologize, Isabella," Damien said quietly, pulling my attention back to him. His tone was softer than usual, laced with something that almost so
