Chapter 18 Wanna Go To Amalfi?

• Isabella's POV.
• Ezekiel left me sitting there, and I couldn't help but wonder what had changed so suddenly. He had been fine last night. As I sipped my coffee, the memory of my proposal to him flashed through my mind. Maybe that’s why he’s avoiding me, I thought with a soft chuckle. He’s cute when he’s flustered, trying to keep his distance.
• I knew he wouldn’t come back right away, so I leaned back and relaxed. Despite my playful teasing last night, I understood why he hesitated. He liked my mom, and that probably made things complicated for him. He was struggling, caught between his feelings and his respect for her. But my mom—well, she had been playing her own game