Isabella's POV

My eyes were glued on Alexander the whole ride meanwhile his eyes were glued on his phone.

I wonder what he could be doing on his phone. Someone like him doesn't seem like the one who likes playing games on their phones.

His lips pressed in a thin line -- those lips touched mine. Those lips kissed me. Those lips stole my first kiss. Those stranger's lips kissed mine.

How did my life turn to this? One moment I was like, “ I won't get married at eighteen ”, “ I won't get married to the person I know nothing about ”, “ why will someone get married...