-Isabella's POV:-
"Thanks for walking me home Adam. I had a lovely time" I say to Adam as we reach my door and I look at him blushing slightly.
Smiling he shakes his head "Its fine beautiful. I had a good time too and so did Isaac and Revvie. We should do it again..." he responds leaving his statement slightly hanging.
Nodding in agreement I timidly look down before looking back up again. For some reason I had this urge to hug him. To thank him properly.
Biting my lip I take a step forward before stopping and take a step back but I freeze when I feel his arm snake around my waist and pull me up to his chest.
Looking up at him I notice his intense gaze and it's like there's no one but us.
His eyes flicker from my eyes to my lips before back and I can't help but return the gesture.
His lips looking so plump and soft. Leaving an urge to reach up and push my own against his.
"So beautiful" he whispers huskily and I blush before looking down but he uses his soft yet calloused fingers to raise my face and I smile sheepishly.
"I hope you're not planning to kiss my daughter right in front of me" I freeze and look at Adam who's looking behind me with a shocked face.
Slowly turning in his hold I see my father standing there with his brow raised and his arms crossed.
Blushing profusely I move out of Adams hold and stutter out "n-no nothing l-like that da-dada"
He hums and looks at Adam with a firm and sharp look.
I couldn't distinguish whether he liked Adam or not. Whether he wanted to kill Adam or not. Whether he wanted to even sue Adam or not! It as just one of those looks where you think is the person actually frozen or dead.
Shaking my head I turn around "t-thanks Adam. Ill urm see you tomorrow. Take care. Goodnight"
Quickly hugging him I run back to my father and blush at what I had just done?
Eeeeeep!
I actually hugged Adam!
Hearing chuckling behind me I turn around to see Adam wink at me before walking to his car.
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"So is there something I should know?" my father asks as soon as we sit down.
"l-like what?" I squeal out, knowing very well that he was referring to Adam and me.
"Don't play innocent Isi. Tell me. Do I need to start planning a funeral?"
Gaping at my father's choice of words I look at him like a deer in headlights and shake my head.
"There's nothing going on between us. We are just friends"
Feeling so defensive all of a sudden I rise and splutter out "ill urm start on dinner"
Feeling my father laugh at me I quickly hurry out of the room and start preparing dinner.
I was making a simple mushroom ravioli. My dadas all-time favourite.
An hour or so later I was just setting the table as dada strolled in looking a little too pale.
"Dada? Are you okay?" I ask cautiously.
He waves his hand dismislvy and I become more alert.
Turning the stove off, I take cautious steps over to my father before catching him as soon as I see him go limp.
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Endless pain?
RomanceIsabella Rose Carter. The name of the child who is abused not only emotionally but physically by the one who should have cared and protected her throughout her life. Her father. After being blamed for her mother’s death, Isabella has to face the...
