Chapter 19

Isabella’s POV I know that my life would change now that I’ll start living under the roof of Matteo Moretti. “So, you’re leaving me?” Melinda, who’s resting her back against the closed door of my room, spoke. Her arms were crossed against her chest while watching me toss my clothes into my luggage. I nodded. “I’m sorry, Melinda. I need this job.” “I understand. Who am I to stop you? I’m just a little sad that I’ll lose my roommate, but it’s okay.” I flashed a smile. “Thank you, Melinda. And don’t worry, I’ll still pay the half of the rent for this month, just like what we agreed about.” Melinda walked towards me, and sat on the bed. “Just remember that if you need my help, I’m always one call away.” Nodding, I hugged her. “I know that very well.” Melinda had to sleep early, so I was the one who took our garbage out. The night breeze touched my skin—hugging me coldly. The street was empty, but I wasn’t alone. A familiar face greeted me as I turned. There he was, standing quietly against