Isadora slouched on her bed, lost deep in thought. So many things had happened to her that she had even lost count of days. Since the moment Alexander got poisoned, her life had turned into hell. How could she have been so naïve to fall for Alexander when she was supposed to kill him? And to add salt to injury, he pretended that he didn't know her. That was what Isadora believed.
Her mind drifted back to the beautiful memories she shared with him. She remembered her first kiss and her hands instinctively flew to her lips. That moment felt so surreal in her mind. The feel of Alexander's lips on hers was a moment she'd engrave in her mind forever, however much she tried to forget it.
