"Oh, come on," scoffed Isabella loudly as she sniffled.
Killian was like a confusing mess. How did he fuck everything up without even trying?
He knew he shouldn't have asked her that question; she thinking about a breakup for heel's sake. He wanted this night of hers to be a memorable one, not one where they were going to spend it arguing about one stupid question.
"Babe," he began, "This is about to escalate, do you seriously want to continue?" he asked, his hands held out forward as he took a step towards her.
His luscious curls bounced with every step he made. Silence greeted him for a while. It seemed as if she was too pissed to even answer his question.
'life is always a mystery,' he said to himself mentally as he took a seat on the sofa, watching as she took a chair sitting on her, her back turned towards him.
