Isabella´s POV
"Isabella, I'm not a patient person and I was beyond patient today. I want to know right now what got into you! You seem angry with me and I'd like to know why? Is it still about the kiss?"
"I...I...I" I shook my head and looked down. I couldn't say anything. No matter how I said it, it would probably cost me my job, which I desperately needed. There was no way I wanted or could go back, not to them. I swore that to myself back then.
Crawford lifted my chin up and forced me to look into his eyes.
"Isabella," he now said emphatically. There was a funny expression in his eyes. Was it concern?
"Listen, I love my job and I need it. So please don't make me say anything that could cost me my job."
He took his arms off the wall and took a step back. He looked thoughtful. Ther
