128. My act of wonderment.

Isla’s POV

A week had passed since my visitation to my grandfather’s house and life in Dario’s mansion has been going well. Well, not too well if I had to be sincere with myself and this was because of Dario.

Dario has been so busy, that I hardly see him. We barely have breakfast together and when he arrives home he’s either too tired or having a headache. Even when I woke up this morning I wasn’t surprised that he wasn’t by side. I was already used to his disappearance but I was also becoming worried about him.

It was normal for Dario to be occupied but a part of me felt like there was more to this, and the only way to find was talking to him.

I glanced at the my phone which was beside me, and I realized it was very early I was sure Dario was still in the mansion actually I hoped he would be. I really wanted to talk to him.

Without wasting any more time, I headed downstairs, as I pushed myself upward, I felt a dull throb at the back of my skull. My hands which were by my side l