Chapter 37

ISABELLA'S POV

The sentence was subtle, yet piercing.

“You need to get to a hospital.” I muttered, trying to stay calm. I was already having a panic attack. My palms were jittery as hell, and I could feel my heart rate moving erratically.

“So do you.” He glanced over at me, and held my chin with his free hand. I realized I had been biting my lip the whole time, and it was starting to bleed. “Where did you go?” He asked, the sentence low and aggressive. “Why didn't you let David drive you? You realize if you were with him, this wouldn't have happened.”

Another wave of guilt gnawed at me. He was right, but I just couldn't risk it. So, I told him what my conscience told me.

“I wanted to go swimming. Alone.” I said quietly watching his reaction. His brows rose up slightly, and he turned to look at me. He paused for a moment, and my heart pulsed with trepidation.

“And so? He could've stood guard outside the facility or whatever. It's fine.” He exhaled, “Don't ever leave the house alone a