Chapter 235 - 236: You still kept her from me
That—right there—did it.
Her face went blank. Then red. Then blank again. Her arms slowly lifted as if to gesture something, but she abandoned the motion halfway and ended up just clutching her sides like she was holding in emotional vomit.
"You—you—ugh!"
Kian’s eyes softened just a fraction. "I didn’t do it to confuse you."
"Oh well congratulations," she muttered, turning to the side as if shielding her face from his gaze. "Because I am confusion itself. Personified. Embodied. Walking-talking—emotionally whiplashed—Isabella. That’s me now."
She felt her own voice tremble and immediately shut her mouth. She didn’t know what to feel. She was still mad. Still overwhelmed. Still terrified of failing Shelia. But now—now—he had added this to the pot. A kiss. An honest-to-goodness, serious, brain-stealing, heart-racing kiss.
And the worst part?
She liked it.
She liked him.
Kian stepped forward, just once. Not close enough to corner her. Just close enough that his voice could reach her softer now.
The room was dim, lit only by the fading flame hovering near Shelia’s bedding. The weight of unspoken words clung to the air like dust. Isabella’s breath caught for a second as she looked up at him, taking in the subtle shift in his expression—the storm that always brewed in his eyes now looked oddly...calm. Still too unreadable. Still too cold.