Her "Mine"

As she stood in the room, Isabella's mind wandered to her kiss with Liam. "Wow!" she breathed in a hushed voice, caressing her lips with her right finger and biting her lower lip gently as she pictured Liam kissing her. The thought sent shivers down her spine, and she was lost in her daydreams until an inner voice interrupted her reverie.

Isabella walked over to the large chair in the cafe's spare room and sank into it, imagining Liam calling her "mine." She couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the thought of possessing Liam entirely. Rising from the chair, she walked over to the glass window and gazed out at the debris flying around in the strong winds. "Liam, you will stick to me like gum, just like this debris sticks to the wind. You will always be mine," Isabella murmured to herself.

Feeling giddy with excitement, Isabella reached for her phone and dialed her mother's number. Her mother picked up immediately, and Isabella couldn't contain her enthusiasm. "Mum, Liam k