❝It's our time to make a move, it's our time to make amends, it's our time to break the rules.❞
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The next day, Isabella decided to do some shopping. The town that she had stayed in with her siblings for the past four years was great but it didn't have clothing stores that could meet the high bar of the eldest Hawthorne girl's standards.
When exiting her third store, she stopped in her tracks right in front of the glass door. She could see Calum and Michael talking to a pretty brunette girl. She was slightly pale, had long light brown hair and a petite figure.
Thinking that the girl looked somewhat similar to herself, Isabella left the store, the bell over her head dinging and indicating that the door had been opened. The stores clerk thanked Isabella again for shopping, the biggest grin on her face as she thought about the large commission she had just made because of the sale.
Isabella smiled at her over her shoulder and then walked a few steps forward, stopping as the door closed behind her and also just a few feet away from Calum, Michael and the brunette. The girls back was facing the Hawthorne girl as she spoke to the two boys.
"It's just so weird, I couldn't find him anywhere last night after the funeral." Isabella's interest peaked, who was the girl talking about? Who was she looking for after her grandfather's funeral? Michael squinted as the sun shone in his face; so he raised his hand to shield his eyes and then saw that Isabella was standing there, listening to them.
She challenged him with her eyebrow quirked. He visibly gulped as the girl continued, "I mean, I looked everywhere. All over that huge house." Michael looked from the girl in front of him to the girl behind her, still not saying a word.
"Do you think he was with her?"
Who was she talking about now, a mystery girl? Isabella titled her head, wanting so badly to go over to the group of three, but decided against it when she saw how much Michael was squirming. She enjoyed seeing him that way, she wasn't sure what he did but she knew that he did something to upset her brother enough to make him to want to leave home.
Calum shook his head, completely oblivious to the silent actions happening between his best friend and the girl he once loved, just a few steps away. "No, Molly." He placed a gentle hand on the girl's arm, "You know Ashton wouldn't do that to you. He loves you."
Isabella's eyes widened. Ashton loves you. This was her? The girl Ashton was blabbing about last night before they had sex. Isabella was definitely invested in the situation now, wanting nothing more than to ruin her ex-boyfriends life. And this was the perfect opportunity.
