ISABELLE'S POV

I took a deep breath as I looked around the restaurant with the large number of people in it.

“What was that for”, Joey asked

“Uhm..”, I said clearly my throat as I just realised I had zoned out for few minutes.

“Things has just been a little hectic, you know”, I said, twirling the cup of coffee in my hands.

It was warm, the steam rising in soft curls that disappeared into the air. I took a slow sip, letting the bitterness wake me up just a little more.

Saturdays were supposed to be for relaxation, but not for me, because tutoring George always left me tired....