*Isabella's POV*
As I uttered the words, a pang of disappointment settled in the pit of my stomach. "Oh, sorry...you two are...I understand," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Elly's expression transformed into one of utter bewilderment, her eyes widening in confusion. "Understand?" she repeated, her tone laced with incredulity. "Are you implying...?" Her words trailed off as she burst into a fit of laughter, the sound echoing through the air and only serving to heighten my jealousy.
"Girl, I don't sleep with him," Elly exclaimed, still chuckling. "Eeeew." The word hung in the air, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of offense, as if she had somehow disparaged my own appearance rather than Jacob's.
My mind rebelled against the notion, silently protesting, There's nothing "eew
