The phone call.

ISABELLA.

To the best of my knowledge, Emma was out of town, and that was all I needed.

With her gone, Alex was more focused, and making more money. His net worth had tremendously increased, making him top one in his career. He was the face of magazines, and blogs after successfully bagging one of the biggest contracts in the city. That was my man. My Alex.

I touched my glass, watching as the liquid flowed within it.

El was still busy narrating how her day went, but I couldn't get myself to focus. She was boring, and uninteresting.

I wanted to talk about myself.

I hissed when she mentioned her fiance-no, boyfriend- that had never treated her right.

“And he even closed the door for me!” She exclaimed,

I raised a brow. “That's the bare minimum. Any man is supposed to do that,” I said to her with all honesty,

Her face bent into a frown, but then I watched as she shoved me off, and the light returned to her eyes,

“Isa, you're not getting the point. He never used to be a gentleman, he's c