Chapter 83

"You okay?" Jareth asked again. Across the table, Celestia stared at Jareth with a stiff expression. His concern for Isabelle was so obvious, it made her feel like a total outsider. She suddenly had this urge to just get up and leave. Isabelle, eyes brimming with tears, was doing everything she could to stop herself from crying then and there. She quickly muttered, "Sorry, I need the restroom," and pushed back her chair before hurrying off. "Isabelle!" Jareth saw the sadness in her teary eyes, but even though he looked worried, he didn't follow her. Despite Isabelle's exit, the atmosphere in the dining room didn't really change. Marigold and Victoria were still happily caught up in talking about the wedding. "Dexter," Marigold suddenly called, pulling him out of his daze. Snapped back to reality, Dexter's gaze briefly stopped on Celestia's conflicted expression before moving over to Marigold. He cleared his throat. "Yes?" She smiled warmly-somewhat unexpectedly-and said, "I actually wa