Isabella’s POV
I am motionless.
I am not breathing.
I am not thinking.
I am not reacting.
I look at him and stare without understanding what he just said. Surely, it’s a tasteless joke in some dream I’m having. Most likely, I fell asleep without realizing it because I was so tired.
I must be sleeping, if I pinch myself, I’ll surely wake up from this absurd dream.
“Ouch!” that hurt, and it was very real. Damn, am I really not dreaming?
“You’re not dreaming, Isabella, everything that is happening is real.” I shake my head at what he says.
“No, me, you... no, it’s just that...” I can’t even speak. I’m stunned and he laughs at me.
Heart, please don’t get too excited.
“Isabella...” hearing him say my name once again helped me snap out of the trance I was in.
“Sir, you cannot be seri
