Riley
I spent way too much of William's money on clothes, food, and things I don't need. Guilt is gnawing at me. The whole limousine ride home is miserable, but Isabella doesn't seem worried as we drive to the Rossi family's enormous mansion.
Since I didn't want my mother or Henrik to embarrass me in front of Isabella, I said I would walk home.
"William will not be mad at you. Trust me. He treasures you and wants you to be happy."
"Oh, yeah?" I question. "Then why is he standing on the curb, glaring at the limousine then?"
Isabella gives me a guilty smile. "Oh, s**t. It might be because I turned off my phone as soon as we decided to skip all our classes? Including the ones that you had with him. My brother must have been worried sick."
"We are so dead." I'm sitting on pins and needl
