Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 64

She missed him-desperately, in fact. Even though she was exhausted after wrapping up her latest project, she'd rushed straight from work to Magnus's house. She texted him on the way and spent the evening cooking a whole table's worth of food.

She could hardly wait for their dinner together.

But by eleven o'clock, her phone was still silent.

Even the housekeeper kept stepping out, glancing uneasily at Isadora, who sat alone at the sprawling dining table, disappointment written all over her face.

It was nearly midnight when Magnus finally walked through the door.

He took one look at the spread of now-cold dishes and simply frowned.

Isadora couldn't keep it in any longer. "If you weren't coming home for dinner, why didn't you just tell me?"

Magnus just shrugged. "I thought I texted you back."

What a joke.

Isadora's face went cold.

Magnus pinched the bridge of his nose, irritation heavy in his voice. "Isadora, I'm busy. If it's important, call me. Don't just send a message."

Oh, please. Did he think she hadn't tried? His phone had been switched off!

And yet, Victor was busy too-he was CEO of a major corporation. But at least he always made the effort to reply, even if just as a friend.

you, how could they forget to respond, leaving you waiting

she was finally moving

meeting dragged on much longer

Isadora got back to Brocade Heights, it

on the eighteenth floor, three units per

the elevator doors slid open, she spotted a familiar

She blinked. Magnus.

suit, tie perfectly knotted, looking like he'd just walked out of a boardroom-sharp, imposing, and distant. His brows were drawn together, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as though he'd been waiting

was he doing here? He'd always complained her place was too small, too cramped-he'd

few feet away, she caught the strong

Isadora instinctively stepped back.

enough on a good day; when he'd been drinking, his temper was even

this because she'd hung up on him earlier? Was he here to make

Isadora raised her phone and snapped a quick photo. She sent

Magnus wants to apologize. Ha! Elise, looks like we're making up tonight.

past him and unlock her door, pretending he didn't

sharply

sound, fixing her

a few days, but she looked just as he

her, a confidence that outshone the shadows of their

Isadora could be genuinely happy while they were breaking up. She had to be faking

of hers felt like a slap