Chapter Eleven

Isabella’s Point of View.

It has been days since I moved into this house, and I keep on hoping that I would get some feedback from the hospital I went to for the interview but unfortunately, I am not that lucky. I decided I would have to find another way of getting closer to Sebastian and that had to be soon because if I continued like this, I might even forget what I came to do here, and b frustrated.

I was going to try another job; I had all the information I need on Sebastian and everything about him that would help me. So, this time I was going to look for a job at his favourite restaurant.

Even if it meant that I would have to wait tables to get through then I would gladly do it. I sighed heavily as I looked at the restaurant, thanks to Lincoln he had connections to let me find someone who came to interview me here.

I wore a black pencil skirt with a light blue long-sleeved shirt, black heels, and a black knee-length coat.