CHAPTER 124: OLD HOUSE

Isabella

"Are you alright, bro?" I inquire as I approach Alex on the porch swing of the Carters' old house.

"I've never been better," he replies, patting the seat beside him. "I just wanted to talk. Even though we FaceTime every night, it's never quite the same as being together in person."

"I completely understand," I say, taking a seat next to him and resting my head on his shoulder. He rests his head on top of mine, and we stay like this for a while before he breaks the silence.

"Do you remember that time when you tried to be Spider-Woman and fell down the stairs?" He asks suddenly, instantly bringing a smile to my face. "You scraped your knee, but you didn't want Mom to find out because you knew she would scold you for not being careful. So instead, you came to me, begging me to fix the cut before she came home."

"Yes," I chuckle softly. "I think I was around seven years old, right?"

"Seven and three months," he responds with a soft chuckle of his own. "And then there was the tim