Chapter Fifty-One

Weston's sleepy body climbed onto her bed like every night and soon dozed off to a deep, uninterrupted slumber. Isabella knew that he had come into her room at night but she didn't disturb him knowing that he was still in his sleepy state. However, in the wee hours of the morning, she felt his arms scoop her up and place her close to himself. 

"I love you, Isabella, " he mumbled in his sleep, his fingers touching her neck, stroking it as if searching for something. Isabella knew exactly what he was looking for. The pendant. She never took it off so when his fingers found it, he snuggled more into her and slept peacefully with a small smile on his lips. Isabella sighed when he didn't wake up. She wanted him to wake up and face her, she wanted him to kiss her, she wanted to know what was troubling him, she wanted to know why he was avoiding her. She had waited impatiently for him the whole day and whole