chapter 91

Isabella's POV

Don't you agree with me I asked her.

I faced her squarely now to see her face properly.

Her cheeks were all rosy red as a result of how flustered she was.

I have made her somewhat uncomfortable and I could tell…

It was like she didn't want to talk about it or she didn't just want to have the discussion altogether.

If I think back now I can body say she has one way or the other avoided this kind of conversation between us about her.

She wasn't as open to me as I was to her.

That hurt me in some type of way.

Did she think that I wasn't capable of being a shoulder she could rely on?

Or she feels like talking to me will be a burden for me.

If she thinks that way, then that will even hurt me more.

“Isabella, she called”

Yes, talk to me I answered with a concerned voice while I walked us both to the bed so we could sit.

“ It is not like, I don't agree with you. In true talk, I do know that having a friend would be very nice”.

“I would not dispute the fact that Andrew is a nic