"Dylan, I don't know why things have become like this between us. Do you remember when we were kids? We were both locked in that basement. The winter was so cold back then. We huddled together for warmth and survived that long, dark time. In my heart, I've never forgotten you. Dylan, please don't be so cold to me, okay?" Isabella's eyes welled up with tears.
" The past is the past. Let's not bring it up. You need to look forward."
At that moment, Isabella spotted Elena standing at the door.
She actually came!
Isabella had a sudden idea and immediately threw her arms around Dylan.
"I know, I know, but that emotional bond is carved into my bones. I'll remember it for the rest of my life. Don't go. Just stay with me for a little while, just a moment, please?"
Dylan wanted to push her away, but given her injury, he hesitated for a fraction of a second.
Elena curled her lips into a smile and walked into the room with confident strides.
"My, am I interrupting something?" Elena asked.
Dylan immediately pushed Isabella away.
Before he could speak, Isabella beat him to it. "Miss Whelan, don't misunderstand. There's nothing going on between Dylan and me. I just... I couldn't help myself. I'm sorry..."
Elena smiled sarcastically. Isabella was putting on quite the performance.
Retreating to advance.
It was a standard tactic: the more she explained, the messier it sounded, and the more likely it was to cause a misunderstanding.
But Elena wasn't buying it.
"It's fine, Miss Bennett. I heard you took a knife for Dylan. I have to admire that kind of courage," Elena said, maintaining her smile.
Seeing how relaxed Elena was, Isabella was thrown off balance.
Logically, shouldn't Elena be angry seeing that embrace?
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