Chapter 22

The moment Ella unbuttoned Isaac's shirt, she could no longer contain her excitement. She leaned forward, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tried to kiss him. Just then, Isaac suddenly propped himself up and gently pulled her hands off his neck. "Isaac?" Ella blinked at him, confused by his reaction. Isaac scooped her again and placed her back into her wheelchair. Then, without a word, he started pushing her down the hallway. "Isaac, what are you doing?" she asked, panic creeping into her voice. He didn't stop until they reached the door. His voice was low and hoarse when he finally spoke. "You should go, Ella." Before she could say anything, he closed the door behind her. He leaned against the door, taking a deep breath. Just moments ago, when Ella got close to him and touched him, his body had reacted instinctively. Yet, every nerve in him screamed in protest. His skin crawled, and he felt sick, so he pushed her away. Isaac knew what he had to do now. He pulled out his