Isabella
“Isabella hold on,” Travis called out. He followed me out of the garden. “Come on, we haven't even had breakfast yet.” he moved to my front and fastened his eyes on me. “What is wrong?”
“It's nothing Travis,” I said but he persisted.
“We have only known each other for a short while and I know when something is bothering you so just tell me the truth. I am a good listener,” he said and I sighed. Tears welled in my eyes and I looked away to avoid upsetting him.
“Isabella come on,” he held my hands with sadness in his eyes. “I hate seeing you looking worked up. I want you to be happier so please share your pain with me.”
“I don't know if you will like it Travis,” I looked into his eyes. “I am afraid you will be upset.”
“I can't be upset, so please let's discuss it over the
