Nicholas stood in front of the door, staring at Isabella, his eyes intense. His hands crossed against his chest, and he slightly leaned on the wall as if he had been waiting for Isabella for a while.
Isabella blinked her eyes, thinking her desperate wish for Nicholas's presence made her hallucinate him. A smile formed on Nicholas's lips at Isabella's adorable reaction. He stood straight and leaned closer to Isabella before asking, his voice low and deep,
"What are you thinking, Mia Luna?"
Hearing Nicholas's words, Isabella's eyes widened as the realization dawned on her that Nicholas wasn't her imagination but real. As this fact slowly sank into Isabella, panic rose in her as she instantly started muttering in one breath, her voice filled with urgency and panic.
"Nicholas, what are you doing here? How did you get in? I clearly remember I locked the door. Did anyone see you? What if Andrew finds out? Things would get worse. You shouldn't be here."
