17
“I’m sorry.” Dylan said out of nowhere, causing all of Isabel’s current sorrow and pain to completely melt away.
He looked like he had gone through a lot within the forty-five minutes she left his room. How was that even possible? He ought to be excited after speaking to his family, because she was certain he has already put a call through to his loved ones. His down cast look and tired eyes that made him seem older than his actual age was sending a whole different message.
“What for?” She went ahead to ask, sounding as stern as possible.
“For everything.” He sincerely replied, surprising her all the more.