No Turning Back

Summary

I was choking on a piece of food when Isabelle was on the dance floor with a male model.

My face was turning a deep, desperate shade of crimson as I begged her for help, but she just shot me a look of pure annoyance, as if I was ruining her fun, and dragged the model away. It wasn't until I was on the verge of collapsing that a waiter saw me and saved my life.

But when Isabelle returned, she walked right past me, slapped the waitress across the face, and then pointed a finger at me, her voice dripping with venom. "I leave you alone for one minute, and you're already hitting on other women!"