Isabel POV
I stared at myself in the mirror as I cleaned up the make up. The date went well up until his ex girlfriend showed up and embarrassed me. Well obviously Miguel just walked away with me. I heard the vibration of my phone on my vanity. I looked at the caller and smiled, I swiped the answer button.
" Hi" I said in a low tone.
" Good evening Ma'am, I believe you're Isabel." I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Why was someone else with his phone.
" Yes I am, anything the problem?"
" Well, the owner of this phone had a very horrible accident and has been rushed to the emergency unit of St Agnes hospital."
" Is he ok?" I asked as I threw on a joggers and some sweatshirt. " He was still breathing as at when I brought him in. Call his family members if you know any of them."
" Ok" I stuttered, I was already having a panic attack. Tears streaming down my face and me frantically running around searching for my keys.
