Chapter 14

• RYAN'S POV~
• I felt my chest tighten like a vice. Isabella’s questioning stare felt like a pair of heated irons, burning into my skin and soul. Sweat beaded down my neck, as my eyes darted around the room, desperate to find a way out of this conversation. But there was no escape, no quick-witted explanation that could smooth over this mess. I knew that if I so much as twitched, she’d see through my carefully constructed facade.
• Fucking hell. How the fuck did I end up in this situation?