Suspicious Jake

Isobel POV

After putting the boxes in the truck, Jake opens the car door for me.

I lower my gaze, hiding my flustered cheeks away from his sight as I hop in.

It's today. I'm moving from my house today. Leaving the only place filled with my parents' last memories.

I sigh, blinking back my tears.

Apart from leaving my home, Katerina won't even come to see me, nor does she pick up my calls.

Yeah! I agree that what I did was wrong... To someone who'd do anything for me; it's like the most selfish thing I could ever do.

I sigh again, resting my head on the seat.

"Are you okay?" Jake asks, stopping briefly to pass me a glance.

"Hmm" I nod

Sighing, Jake steps on the brake, screeching the car to a halt.

I raise myself, blinking up at Jake who has his gaze settled on me.

"If this is about Katerina," he mutters. "She'll come around."

Of course, I desperately hope she'll come around.

It's just in the heat of the moment. I truly won't speak to her like that or ever doubt her