Isabella's POV
Don't you agree with me I asked her.
I faced her squarely now to see her face properly.
Her cheeks were all rosy red as a result of how flustered she was.
I have made her somewhat uncomfortable and I could tell…
It was like she didn't want to talk about it or she didn't just want to have the discussion altogether.
If I think back now I can body say she has one way or the other avoided this kind of conversation between us about her.
She wasn't as open to me as I was to her.
That hurt me in some type of way.
Did she think that I wasn't capable of being a shoulder she could rely on?
Or she feels like talking to me will be a burden for me.
If she thinks that way, then that will even hurt me more.
“Isabella, she called”
Yes, talk to me I a
