Food, Criticism, and Love

It was another day here in Europe. Phineas and I now live in Italy but we don't live in the same house. He is now an inventor and a chef, while I am a food critique. Phineas and I broke up 3 months ago because of a certain girl named Pierrette, she was French. Phineas was usually attracted to French girls. Pierrette was more beautiful, taller, better looking, smarter, more fashionable, better hair style and anything I can think of, in short, she's better than me. Phineas said it was a misunderstanding, he said they weren't dating. But I one night, Phineas came home late. We used to live in one house before because we were in a relationship. I saw a kiss mark on his clothes that night. He cheated on me. We still didn't have a relationship after each other and I still haven't moved on. Sometimes I thought that I should forgive Phineas and maybe it's just a misunderstanding, and maybe he was telling the truth. Sure, I still have feelings for him but still I'm not ready to forgive and move on. And if I am, does he still have feelings for me? I wish he still have.

"Isabella," My friend, Emily, is calling me to tell who I will be interviewing today, "You are going to interview, one of Italy's best cook."

"Yeah, who is it?" I ask Emily

"Well, it's a surprise, if I tell you now, you will back out. Here's his address." She said and walked away

"Thanks," I said as a token of appreciation.

Who may this guy be? And why will I back out?

A few minutes later I was appointed to go to his house. I was in front of the house, it kinda looks familiar. I pressed the doorbell once then it opened

"Who is it?" a familiar voice called out, once he opened the door, I was shocked who it was.

"Isabella?" he asked

"Phineas?" I asked him

"Isabella, I'm so glad you found me. I'm sorry for what happened before can you please forgive me?" he said

"Mr. Flynn, I'm not here to resolve my social life problems, I'm here to do my job." I said professionally like it's the first time we met on the outside, but on the inside I'm crying like there's no tomorrow.

"Isabella, why are you talking like that?" He asked me

"Mr. Flynn I prefer the name Ms. Shapiro, if you don't mind, I'll be doing my work. Criticizing you." I said

"Ok, Ms. Shapiro." He said, and we started the interview and I asked him to make one dish that is his specialty

"Mr. Flynn, can you please cook your best dish?" I asked

"I will, Mrs. Flynn… oh sorry Isabella, I mean Ms. Shapiro." I was shocked when he called me Mrs. Flynn. And by that time I didn't realize I was in Phineas land again.

In a few minutes he came back with his cooked food

"Here you go Izzie," he said sadly, I didn't realize that he called me Izzie. I finished what he cooked, and thanked for that interview, he was pleased to see me, but before I left Phineas told me something.

"Isabella, now that the interview's over can we talk about our break up?" he asked me

"Ok, what do we need to talk about that?" I said

"I'm sorry Isabella, but I'm serious. I didn't like Pierrette, she liked me. And that kiss mark you said to saw on my clothes, that wasn't really my clothes. That was my assistant's clothes. I just borrowed that because it didn't have anything to wear. So please Isabella, please forgive me." He pleaded

"I don't know Phineas, my head's telling me to forgive you but my heart tells me that you would hurt me again." I said

"Isabella, please. Let's just start over." He said