Isabella’s POVI smiled for what must’ve been the tenth time tonight, nodding as Noah talked about investments and stock market I really didn’t care about. He must have thought these topics were supposed to sound sexy. News flash, they didn’t.I stirred my drink absentmindedly, stealing a glance at the empty tables by the window. The restaurant was nice though—tucked behind artificial vines and glowing fairy lights. The kind of place you’d imagine in those cheesy romance movies where everything goes well.Clearly, I was cast in the unfortunate version.The fork had been scraping against my plate for far too long, and I only noticed when Noah stopped mid-sentence to glance at me.“Something wrong with the food?” he asked, still offering a humble smile. “Oh no,” I said quickly. “It’s really good. I just want to savour it, that’s all.”He smiled, seemingly convinced, and continued slicing his steak. “Anyway, how about you, Isabella? Do you have any hobbies?” “A few,” I answered without
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