68 - ISABELLA BEAUFORT

  RYAN'S POV 

  

  I released a low sigh as I looked at her face again. She had been asleep the entire night, while I found it difficult to sleep. A lot of thoughts ran through my mind. How would things have panned out, had I not put my act together? The thought of she leaving me, left a great scare within me. For the first time in a long while, I was scared. 

  My shaky hands rose and made for her face, trailing along the bridge of her pointed nose. 

  Goddess, she was so beautiful. Inside and out. How exactly had it taken me so long to...