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ISABELLA POV

“Where are you?!” I hissed into the phone.

“I’ll be there in a moment, just wait for me,” came Alexander’s reply.

I hissed and dumped the phone into my purse. If he knew he wasn’t going to make it on time, what then was the use of me coming here? I would have just stayed back at home instead of parading here in this ridiculous dress. The party itself was not the problem; it was the people in the party… and my dress.

I hated my dress. Edward had styled me, complaining about not being there but letting me go and represent him. It was ridiculous. He didn’t have to dress me in awful clothes just because he wouldn’t be here with me. What in the world was he trying to prove? Sometimes I wish I could just stone him to death. If he was here with me, he would have styled me in something better and chic. He would have made sure that my hair and makeup and everything were perfect. He would have paraded me in his arms like a damn trophy that was showing off to his old friends.

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