That night, she had passed out from the pain, and I had been terrified, scared she would never wake again, yet unable to do anything to help her.
I stayed by her side, softly humming to her, hoping to ease even a bit of her pain.
Isla froze for a moment. She hesitated. “This tune... sounds familiar...”
She took a small step closer, wanting to listen more carefully, but Cassian held onto her arm.
“Isla, my arm hurts.”
Her face turned cold again. She took off her coat and wrapped it around him.
“Landon, this is the last time.”
When the final strike landed, I thought to myself, Isla, I don’t owe you anything anymore.
The bar owner rushed over and carried me to the hospital. Afraid I’d be alone, he came with me on a flight abroad a few days later.
……
In her office, Isla couldn’t stop thinking about the gossip she had overheard from her employees.
“Did you hear? President Monroe’s husband tried to kill Mr. Reed out of jealousy. That’s just awful!”
“No wonder President Monroe won’t touch him. I heard that allergy thing was fake; she just can’t stand Landon. Married five years and still a virgin…”
Her feelings were mixed. So this was how everyone secretly saw Landon.