Chapter 41: Watch Your Back
(Isabella's POV)
After the banquet ended, James drove me back to my apartment building. Standing at the lobby entrance, I hesitated for a moment, wanting to talk about what had happened tonight.
James stood before me, reaching out to gently tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. His voice was low, carrying a hint of suppressed hoarseness.
"What Gabriel said earlier... about if you'd revealed your identity sooner, maybe you two would already be married."
He paused, his steel-gray eyes searching mine.
"I'll admit, that scared me. I was afraid you might waver."
I immediately interrupted him, lifting my head to meet his gaze directly. My amber eyes were firm, my tone leaving no room for doubt.
"James, there are no 'what ifs.'"
I paused, then continue
