Setting the trap
The next morning, as we strolled down the street, coffee cups in hand, I kept our conversation light.
Isabella chuckled as she shared her gardening plans and upcoming book club ideas. I played along, nodding and smiling as if everything was fine.
In the back of my mind, though, I was just waiting for the right moment. Leo had always given me weird vibes, and this was just confirming it.
Today, Isabella was going to see why.