SUGAR DADDY

ISABELLA

I slowly followed behind him towards the bedroom. I entered the room after him. He looks around the room till his eyes falls on me.

"What do you want to talk about?" I noticed how calm he was trying to maintain himself. He stood there, waiting for me to say for me to say something. I only stood there, staring at him. "Say something" he said. I snapped out of whatever I was in.

Honestly, I need to work on myself when I'm next to him. It's as if during a serious moment, I end up being not serious.

"I'm so sorry" I spoke. He looks at me like he's really interested in what I have to say. "I know I've hurt you and I meant every thing I said but it's not my fault. Our past..." I trailed off with a sigh.

"I thought you wanted to forget about the past" he asked. "You keep lying to yourself, and to me too" he said. I sigh. It's true. I don't really know why I keep bringing up the past in everything.

"Can we start over?" I asked in a low tone. He stares at me, he sigh. He run his