Never Again Yours (Isadora and Magnus)

Chapter 363

"Isadora!"

Magnus shouted her name.

Isadora heard the man's voice behind her; her eyes flickered, barely betraying any emotion. At the same time, the strong arm around her waist tightened suddenly, possessive and unyielding.

In just a few strides, Magnus blocked their path, planting himself firmly in front of them.

Victor's handsome face was cold and aloof. He curled his lips into a faint, mocking smile. "What is it? Want to see how sharp my aim is tonight?"

Magnus scowled, ignoring Victor completely. His dark eyes were fixed on Isadora, intense and unwavering.

"Isadora, I need to talk to you. Alone."

Before Isadora could reply, Victor cut in without warning. "No."

Magnus clenched his jaw, his voice tight with anger. "Victor, I wasn't talking to you!"

He turned back to Isadora, his gaze deep and desperate. His voice softened, almost pleading. "Isadora, please. Will you?"

Isadora could feel the temperature drop beside her, Victor's presence turning as cold and forbidding as a winter night.

She looked at Magnus and spoke evenly, "There's nothing left for us to say."

Magnus's breath hitched. The color drained from his face, and his fists tightened until his knuckles turned white.

He knew he truly knew-that Isadora didn't love him anymore.

didn't stop the ache in his chest, that raw, stubborn hope that refused

Victor's arms, his heart twisted

she'd been hurt

to humiliate himself, but in the end, he just couldn't

nothing but contempt for Magnus. He pulled Isadora even closer, almost as

wait for a reply, turning with Isadora in his arms,

eyes burned with red-hot fury. He ground his teeth, every word forced out between clenched jaws.

glanced back, his eyes icy and sharp, a slow, mocking smile forming at the corner of

you think you have the right to say

slicing straight through whatever defenses Magnus

hadn't believed

cared

only he'd been there the moment she was

out differently?

more "if onlys."

it was being ripped apart.

and Isadora-don't tell me you

frowned, her patience finally snapping. "That's enough, Magnus. Don't make me

smallest kindness I ever

you."

widened, his voice trembling, "I'm sorry. I

dark eyes

silence. They'd fought about this before-more than once. She didn't know how he'd react

lazy, impossible to read. "The past doesn't matter. Why would I