KYLER'S POV— 94

At first, it started with her being so uncomfortable in bed, rolling to and fro, and even taking up all the blankets, then she lost her sleep, and talked while I forced myself to get some sleep.

In the morning, it was Victoria wedding, and I assumed that it was because of the wedding, but by the time I woke up, she sat up, staring at me angrily. I sat up and leaned to kiss, but she dodged it. I didn't want to fight, so I asked her if she would like to shower.

Well, I spent hours explaining to her that I didn't mean to ignore her all night.

An hour later; the author's POV(this is an extract from Isabelle's POV)

"Did you change your perfume?" Isabelle asked, and I sniffed myself, looking at her, but she had this irritated face that made me almost pout. I didn't like she looked at me like I was some villain because I didn't let her attend Victoria's wedding.

"What do you mean? I smell just the same," I said, but she turned her head to the other side, trying her best to not be rude, I