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Jonathon and Sofia watched patiently as Delnard paced in front of them. They were all in the Elliot's New York apartment. The two guys were still dressed in their formal shirts while Sofia was cozy in her silk pajamas. It was pretty late but none of them were able to sleep. Jonathon did not know whether to feel sorry for his best friend or laugh at the whole thing. This was way too bizarre, as if the Fates where playing a joke on them. Could it really be that Iago Castillo's sister is the Isabelle of Delnard's dreams? "Delnard! I just had that new carpet installed and you're already wearing it down. Not to mention it's already three in the morning." Jonathon called out, hoping to make his best friend stop. "Besides, this might just be a coincidence! There are a lot of Isa-" "No, it's he