Chapter 59 Keep Your Distance
- Cleo’s POV
- They both froze, their heads turning toward me like deer caught in headlights. Isabelle slowly stepped away, brushing her hands down her dress as if that could erase the intimacy I’d just witnessed. Russo looked at me, his face blank, but I could see the tension in his jaw, the faint flicker of guilt in his eyes.
- “Cleo…” he started, his voice low and careful.