Chapter 13

Isabella's POV

Christian was lying on the floor, staring at the sky while I was resting my head on his chest, drawing circles on his body with my fingers to distract myself as we were staying quiet for God-knows-how-long; but neither the silence nor the position we were in right now was uncomfortable though.

My tears have stopped flowing down and I could feel Christian was rubbing my arm now and then in a consoling way.

"Thankyou." I uttered, breaking the silence.

"For what?"

"For this.." I mumbled against his chest. "..For trying to make me believe that everything will be alright."

"I know how it feels when the person you love the most, do not give a shit about you." I heard him say and I raised my head up to look at him but his gaze was focused on the sky.

Is he referring to his wife?

I placed my head back on his chest and remained quiet, letting him continue.

"She didn't like me at all. She only loved my money and the fame I had. But even knowing that, I loved her blindly l