Isabella slowly opened her eyes, stretching her arms as she got ready to start the day. But as she scanned her bedroom, she realized the silence greeting her instead of Nicholas.
Panic started to set in as she wondered where he could be. He was always the first one who greeted her every morning, and she expected to see him as he promised last night he'd see her. Suddenly, tears swelled down her cheeks while she brushed her hands on her face. Now that she was all sober up, everything rushed back like lightning thunder and regrets filled her entire brain.
She shouldn't have talked to Blake, and she shouldn't have approached him in the first place if she knew everything would be a set of plans. Isabella let her guard down and trusted him with the manner he showed. Now, all that was left was
