For a moment, there was a deafening silence between the two people staring at each other. None took their gazes until a small disturbance came from the back
''Ian?''
The questioning voice of Isabella caused Calla to take her gaze away. Without showing any reaction, she wheeled herself as though nothing had just taken place.
'…Izzy…' A moment later after putting a proper distance, she thought back to the voice that came behind from that man. Other than Isabella knox, there was no other person that came to mind. Even if it had been a long a very long time, Calla still recognized the voice of her former friend.
'Ian…' If it was truly Isabella that she heard earlier, then that man should probably be the young master of the knox family, her adopted brother.
Earlier, he also referred Isabella to as sister.