Chapter 138 One Hundred And Thirty Eight

• ALEXANDER POV
• I randomly think about that day and what I must have done wrong for Isabella to hate me the way she did. I remember the green top and trousers she was wearing, her eyes cold and blank as she told me that she never wanted to see me again. I remember standing up and reaching for her, and she avoided my grasp.
• “Let’s pretend that this never happened,” I remember her saying. “Alex, I want to forget everything about this aspect of my life. I want you to move on and leave me alone.”