Chapter 78

"W-what?" Isabelle stuttered, making a connection with what Christian had just said.

"She fell down before she could..." He paused, getting himself together. His jaw ticked as he turned and faced the sky, remembering that fateful night. Isabelle observed the rigidity of his shoulder muscles under the shirt he wore. She could see the side of his jaw moving, ticking.

"You don't have to." She tried averting the whole conversation when she sensed the change in his moods. It was almost palpable, the anger his few gestures and responses were depicting.

Christian scoffed."No, you wanted to hear it. Shut up and listen." He didn't mean to come off as rude and inconsiderate, but she had pushed him to the wall.

Isabelle flinched at the ascend of his voice, coiling in the lounge chair. His shoulders rose up with every rapid breath he took. "She and my father had been having serious problems. I won't get into details about it right now, but it eventually made our family drift apart. "

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