Chapter 12

　　“Look, you have to be there.” Isabella chuckles, dryly. “I choose not to be there,” she spoke calmly despite the fact that she was burning inside. “Why?” He faced her, his eyes darkening with desire. His eyes traveled around her body, gulping visibly, he turns his head away. “Because I can’t stand it, I can’t stand her being all over you. I can’t stand how she’ll be the one in your arms not me. I can’t stand the fact that you will soon call her your wife, where does that take us? Huh? Where do I stand?”

　　Ethan bites his lower lip, bewildered. He approaches her and and gently cups her face in his palm. “I never said I was going to marry Madelyn. It’s you I want, not her. Don’t you get it?” He paused, letting go of her face. “You’re the only person I trust and love. The first person. I don’t know why but I trust you more than you can imagine. I choose to open up to you, not Madelyn or anyone.”