Chapter 118 Give Me Second Hope
- I know Isabella for far too long, for one, she is wearing some rather oversized shirt, which is not mine, and one that I very doubt would be that of James. And for a second, that damn sugar rush that she is forcing into that body, that well…
- “Isi, is there something that you are not telling me?”
- “Clay, I think you need to come to sit down. Can I grab you a beer or something?”