"Hello..." she looked confused.
"I'm Chris." I sat on a chair next to her and shaked her hand.
"Nice to meet you Chris," by this time she had put her book down to look at me with seriousness.
"I'm Isabelle."
That's a beautiful name.
"Nice to meet your acquaintance, Isabelle."
She looked away and it just seemed that with a flash of my eyes that I saw her blush.
She looked at me and I looked at her.
"Did you fell from heaven?"
"Oh gosh, you're so bad at flirting, Chris."
To listen to her saying my name must be a blessing, because she said it with such kindness that just by the sound it could pick me off my feet.
"I know, but I don't know any other way to say that you are the most beautiful girl I've ever laid my eyes on."
That's when she was hit by Cupid's arrow the wrong way. She looked shocked, or in better words, expressionless.
I wondered if I said something wrong.
"I have to go now."
She left.
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Letters to Isabelle
Teen FictionSecond book to "Letters to Ana" Chris' P.O.V Chris' side of the story before he met Isabelle, while he was with her and last few letters to her. If you have not read the first book, then definitely go ahead and do that first, if not then that's fin...
