Declan's POV.
I woke up earlier than usual. All this while I was restless in bed, because the weight of too many thoughts refused to let me be all on my own.
And one of them was Isabella.
Even in my deep sleep, she still found a way to invade my mind. Her voice couldn't stop ringing in my ears and especially her eyes that seemed to carry the weight of unshed tears. And that final sentence from last night echoed in my head.
“And what if I were to accept your agreement? What will be my own take in it?”
She hadn't properly looked at me when she said all of that. I noticed that her gaze was fixed ahead as though she was speaking more to herself than to me, but it stirred something inside of me I couldn't quite name.
I rubbed my palm over my face and swung my legs off the bed. My phone v
