Chapter 136

• Dante
• I was about to say something, to apologize for Bella, to try and make things right, but before I could open my mouth, Isabel cut me off, her voice quiet but firm. "It's fine,”€ she said hurriedly. I had the feeling she didn't want us to have a conversation in front of Bella. Her eyes met mine briefly after she'd spoken, and after that she was back to focusing on the plate she was drying with a dishcloth.
• “You're sure?" I asked, my voice hesitant. I hated how thick the air felt between us. Hated even more how confused I was on how to ease the tension.