When everything started falling apart
It has been two days since she last knew of him, and Sunday night was already at its peak.
Isabelle stared at her phone for the thousand time, the flat gray check letting her know her messages were not even received; and oh boy, she had been leaving him messages throughout the last couple of days.
Her chest tightened when she saw the last time he was connected, which was exactly the time he sent her that last message. He has not turned on his phone since that day, which lead her to think that maybe the night did not end as well as she hoped for.
Her mind ran wild now, thinking of all the possibilities that did not involve his family, and they all lead to the fact that he was just not interested anymore; and this was the perfect moment to ghost her. The thought also made her feel guilty. Why would Allen open up about his life if he was going to just disappear? It did not make sense, so she just discarded the idea.