Isabella's POV
I woke up with a start, my body shivering from head to toe. The couch felt like ice under me. I sat up slowly, rubbing my arms, trying to get some warmth back into my skin.
The big shirt I was wearing did nothing against the cold night air. I glanced at the clock on the wall. 2:13 am. Damn. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep here. My neck ached from the awkward position, and my legs felt stiff.
Massimo still wasn’t back. I just knew it. If he had returned, I wouldn’t have woken up on this couch.
I stood up, ignoring the shiver that ran down my spine. The house was dead quiet. I had to find a way to contact him. A phone, a laptop, anything. I didn’t even know his number. How was I supposed to reach him? God, I had never been in a situation like this before. My heart started
