Chapter 37

• Isabelle’s Point of View:
• I left his house after our little make out session. There was no way I could have thought that I’d end up in my current situation two days ago—but I guess fate has its own plans no matter what you do.
• I don’t think I object to it, though. It was like a fantasy to me, even after everything that had happened. Sure, my brain was screaming at me, but my pretty teenage heart wasn’t mad about it. I could sound mature and say that I fucked up, but I knew deep down, I wanted nothing more than him.