/Third Person POV/
As soon as Jace stumbled out of her room, he regretted it. He could not believe that he said those words to her. How can he do that? The moment those words slipped out of his mouth, he wanted to take them back.
He didn't want to betray Alex. Not again. His brother already suffered enough. Snatching Isabella from his stepbrother would wreck their relationship.
The painter tugged at his hair, trying not to punch at the nearest wall. Why did she have to confess? They were better off pretending to be best friends, secretly pining for each other. He was okay with that. It was pathetic, but that's all Jace could give her.
It caused him physical pain to not turn around and barge in her room. She had bared her heart out, and what did he do? And on her birthday too. He wa
