Zander’s POV
I couldn’t wait any longer. There was no way it should have taken Isabella half an hour to grab the stuff from her apartment. I took the stairs down two floors and started walking down the hall. Wait. Is that Isabella’s backpack behind the plant pot? I bent down to check the backpack; it was definitely Isabellas. Was she trying to hide it from someone? Isabella once told me, when we were texting each other, that she has a strange sense when things aren’t quite right. I joked with her that maybe she was a superhero with special powers. Now, I’m just worried about her safety. I slowly walked down the hallway to her apartment and noticed the door was open. f**k. Something is wrong. I marched up to the door, and there I saw it, Antonio DeMarco kissing and groping Isabella.
“Izzy
