ISABEL'S POV

There was no way that I would have mistaken the sound of Ryan's car. Not in this world, not in the next. Not when I had been waiting for most of my adolescent years for that sound. I carried that hope up to my adult years, and the hope still hadn't died.

The way I rushed towards the window was out of this world. Just as I thought, it was Ryan. But as I saw him hurry to the passengers side to open the door for whoever was there, a part of me wished that I didn't even do that.

Anna walked out, giving him a seductive look....