Old Prison Cell

Isabella~

"Miss Luis, what are you doing on this deserted road?" He pulled to a stop in front of me and lowered his car window.

I gestured for him to look at my car's tire.

"Oh, but where are you going so early in the morning?" His voice was filled with confusion.

Now, how should I inform him that I am planning to meet Jordan Lucas? No, I can't tell him the truth; if I do, he will again force me to answer his petty questions, and I'm not in the mood to argue with him.

"I have some important work to complete in an old prison cell." I only partially told him the truth, as I didn't want to reveal my true motivation for visiting the old prison cell outside the city.

"Do you have spare tires, Miss Luis?

" He gave my face a sincere, worried glance. His eyes were only filled with concern for me. Unlike yesterday, there was no sign of desperation in his eyes, and I'm relieved he's stopped calling me Bella.

"No, Mr. Thompson, I didn't bring my usual car today because I was in such a rush." I