chapter fifty-one

WRITER’S POV

After a while, the two finally slowly pulled away.

“Are you alright?” His eyes ran down her. Thankfully she didn’t look hurt, at least physically. “Why did you leave? And to this place of all places. Did you really have to leave...?” Ales said, not able to hide his relief and annoyance.

“Are you here to scold me?” Isabella finally looked up to meet his face. She searched in his eyes, not sure what she was expecting to see. Maybe eyes different from the one she has always seen him carry. Eye that wanted her as much as she wanted him. Eyes that wasn’t just worried about her safety but to be with her.

Alessandro sighed and blew out air. “Let’s go back home. We will talk about this when we get home.” He took her hand to lead her out but she didn’t move. He stopped and turned.

“What’s wrong? Do you have to pick anything?” He turned towards Mattia. “Mattia get her things from there...”

“Erm, not that. I’m sorry but I can’t come with you. I have to live my life now. Thanks for a