Chapter 42 Are You Crazy?

Terrence's POV

Isabella had fallen asleep.

She was curled up in the corner of the sofa, clutching a cushion to her chest.

My black long-sleeve swallowed her frame. The collar had slipped to one side, exposing a sweep of pale skin and the sharp line of her collarbone.

She'd tucked her legs up, t...

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