Ethan's POV
When I felt like my head was about to split open, I barely managed to open my eyes and I can tell the first thing I saw was a different ceiling. As I touched my forehead in pain, I looked around and saw I was in a dark but spacious room. I immediately noticed a woman sitting at a desk in the dim light at the corner. When I focused my eyes on her face, I realized it was Isabella. She seemed quite engrossed in the papers in front of her, so much so that she didn't even notice me sitting up on the couch.
"Isabella?" I called out, and finally, she looked at me, her crimson eyes glowing in the dark. Honestly, I must admit that she had the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. The tiny black lines within her red irises created a harmonious artwork that was truly stunning.
