ISABELLA'S POV~
The early morning sun shone brightly through the window, piercing my eyes and jolting me awake. I groaned, feeling exhausted and desperate for more rest. But sleep had abandoned me, and I had barely gotten a few hours of shut-eye.
I sat up, rubbing my eyes and yawning widely. My body felt heavy with fatigue, and I couldn't shake off the lingering frustration from the previous day's encounter with Sebastian.
I reached for my phone, hoping against hope that he had sent a message, an apology perhaps, or a gesture of goodwill. But there was nothing.
No messages, no calls, just silence. I sighed, feeling a mix of relief and annoyance. I tossed my phone aside, determined to focus on the competition ahead and leave the drama behind.
I trudged to the bathroom, my
