chapter forty-two

ALESSANDRO’S POV

“Let her be. “

I told Dominique when he wanted to go bring Isabella down for breakfast. I guess she was still shaken from the previous night and would probably feel awkward having breakfast me.

With her absent, the room was quiet as we ate in silence saying nothing but few words amongst us. The past few days, I had always looked forward to eating breakfast because of Isabella. She rattled a lot, if her mouth wasn’t busy with chewing food, then she was talking.

At first I didn’t like it as I enjoyed quietness and enjoyed eating in silence. The major part of my life, if it wasn’t while I’m working, I ate alone in silence but since she came into my life, I suddenly craved for some noise while I ate.

And that morning as I ate, I was reminded of the thought that hit me the previous night.

Again, I shook it off and focused on my food.

If there was something I was perfect in, it was handling my emotions, knowing when to let them show and when to completely shove them under t