Chapitre 53: That blue eyed boy

Isabella's pov:

What have I done?

"He looked hurt bella." Sandi spoke after we passed the moments of shock.

I didn't reply.

I didn't know what to say.

I moved back and fell down on one of the empty chairs by the counter. I was not feeling hungry anymore. My hands didn't had the strength to cut down the vegetables anymore. Sandi carried on with my leftover work while I sat there picturing his hurt struck face in my head over and over again.

After she completed making the burgers we came back to my room. My hunger was back and we ate in silence. When I am in shock I lose my appetite but soon it comes back with full force. I usually eat more in stress.

"Are you ready to talk?" Sandi asked me while putting the plates away from us.

I cracked up everything from how he reacted about Dylan and including the previous night event.

"What will you do now?" She looked really concerned.