My Diary , His Eyes
Isla Reeves has one rule: feelings stay in the diary.
She's kept that rule for five years. Written every embarrassing, private, necessary truth in pages she thought were safe — until the morning she wakes up to eleven thousand shares and the realization that her best friend has put every word on the internet.
Including the four pages about Marcus Ellis.
Running to Paris was supposed to be the escape. A summer exchange program, a new city, a chance to be nobody for a while. What she didn't plan for was a quiet, guarded roommate named Theo who notices everything, says almost nothing, and draws her face in the margins of his sketchbook without telling her.
She didn't plan for Marcus to follow her across an ocean either.
When Theo suggests they fake date to keep Marcus away, Isla agrees. It's practical. It's temporary. It has rules.
The rules last exactly one week.
What Isla doesn't know is what changes everything — is that Theo already read her diary. Every word. Before they even met.
And he came to Paris anyway.