Declan
I walked over to Trent's bar, filled a glass with scotch, and downed half of it. Then I turned to face him. “Isabel leaked everything to the press about Henley and me."
He scoffed, pouring himself a drink, too. “How did she know?"
“She's smart! She figured it out!" I took another swig. “Too smart."
“So, she was the one who leaked it to the press that Henley had Leukemia?" Trent took a sip of his drink. “Declan, that's public knowledge."
“Isabel told the press I was getting married!" I wheeled on him. “That was the reason the paparazzi swarmed the church!"
Trent chuckled, shaking his head. “And you know she, did it?"
“She admitted it!" I downed my drink and then filled my glass again. “And I know she was responsible for today!"
“Come on, man." He sat on the sofa and pointed t
