ISABELLA’S POV
Anxiety coursed through my veins, my impatience growing with each passing moment as June’s words hung in the air, pregnant with mystery. “Spill it already,” I urged, my tone betraying the tension brewing within me.
With a conspiratorial glance, June leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper, as though the walls themselves might eavesdrop on our conversation. “I heard something intriguing about Levi,” she began, her gaze piercing mine as if seeking confirmation or contradiction in my reaction.
My pulse quickened, the weight of her words heavy in the air. “Go on,” I prompted, eager for any morsel of information.
“Levi completed a manuscript on the plane,” June revealed, her tone laden with significance. “Alen, who traveled to Japan with him, mentioned that Levi was in a
