Isabelle's Point of View:
"I am giving you something, Bella. I am giving you a title in my life."
"And what is that?"
"Mistress."
I looked at him, my face filled with horrified shock—not being able to believe what I heard. It was like a nightmare. Being a mistress was worse than not being anything to him; it was worse than being his step-sister. That was like the worst thing that he could have said.
But it was so easy for him to say that. Did he actually believe I would accept it?
"Are you out of your mind?" I said, pushing him away with all my force.
He stumbled back, and I took a few steps sideways, increasing our distance.
"Now you're behaving like—"
"Every time I hit a low in my life, why do you have to show that everything can be worse?"
"I am doing this for you, you ungrateful brat. You're the one who—"
