Chapter 60 It's Not Worth The Arguement

• Cleo's POV
• I took my time getting ready, still weighing my decision to go shopping with Russo. My emotions were a mess, equal parts anger, hurt, and reluctant hope. I glanced at myself in the mirror, smoothing down my dress. Whatever this day brought, I’d be ready for it.
• When I walked downstairs, Russo was by the door, his keys in hand. I could see Isabelle standing outside by the car, leaning against it as though she didn’t have a care in the world. My stomach churned at the sight of her.