Chapter 50

• Isabella's POV
• "You know it. You know the truth. It's been a long time since I was treated like a daughter. I mean, uh, by a mother, by my real mother. So...I don't have an answer to that question." I shot back.
• "I simply asked you the last time you visited a bar. You cannot convince me to ignore the question. I have to know, because I have made some good plans for the weekend, and I don't want anything or anyone to ruin it." She responded.