Isabella's POV.
“Are you hungry?” Declan asked, standing a little closer to me than necessary and I shook my head at him.
“Not for food” I replied and he gave me a look that was unreadable.
“Perhaps, are you thirsty? I can offer you water, tea, or wine?”
“I will prefer wine” I voiced out softly, biting my lower lip.
“Please sit on the couch and wait for me a little. I'll be back in a jiffy, I just want to get the bottle of wine and glasses” he informed and in less than no time he returned, pouring us each a glass of wine and we sat down on the couch.
“I wasn't sure you would actually come. I mean after you blatantly refused my request” he said.
“Neither was I ever prepared to come here. I had no idea that things wouldn't turn out the way I wanted and I would end up deciding somethi
