Isabella’s P.O.V.I am woken up by the sound of a door closing, but who that might be? I slowly get up and everything comes crashing down. The prisoner, his punishment, the blades, leeches, the fire, Mason, the girl and his flirting; with these thoughts comes the sinking feeling of not being enough for him. I knew it was too good to be true. Why will a guy as handsome as Mason settle with someone as average as me?
I’m such a fool.
I make my way downstairs and the first thing that my eyes notice is a plate stacked with French fries in it. And the exact time, my stomach growls as if realizing that food was there in out vicinity. I turn towards the fries which are placed on the kitchen counter top. As soon as I enter it, I see two people standing in there with their backs towards me. I don’t
