Isabella entered the back seat with her sister, while Luke as expected, sat in the driver's seat.
Isabella stared at him through the rearview mirror wanting to yell at him and ask who that woman was and what they did and if she played games with him and if she ended up in his bed and the thought piling up in her mind made her sadder and angrier.
She desperately wanted to pull his hair and bring answers out of his mouth. 'Luke!! Talk to me!!' she yelled in her head and glared at him.
Luke didn't notice because he was on his phone, talking with someone. He plugged his phone into his car and continued the conversation which Isabella was interested in but she just couldn't understand what he was saying because the other end of the conversation wasn't heard.
"Yeah, it was fun last night," she finally heard something she understood and her heart stopped for a while before she stopped glaring at him.
