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.

someone loves you, how could they forget to respond,

she was finally moving

dragged on much longer

Isadora got back to Brocade Heights, it

the eighteenth floor, three units

slid open, she spotted

She blinked. Magnus.

and distant. His brows were drawn together, and there were dark circles under his eyes, as though he'd been

He'd always complained her place was

she

Isadora instinctively stepped back.

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

hung up on him earlier? Was he here

and snapped a quick photo. She sent it to Elise with a

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

phone away, resolved to just walk past him and unlock her door, pretending

echoed sharply in the

turned at the sound, fixing her with those intense, deep-set

few days, but she looked just as he

not. There was a new energy to her, a

be genuinely happy while

act of hers felt like