ROMANCE | "Sometimes things change."
A marriage arranged to help her start a new life has left Isabelle and Zayn stuck in the middle of a relationship neither of them are enjoying.
In the beginning, this marriage wasn't meant to be about love, rathe...
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(Isabelle's POV) {A few months later}
"Ready to go?" Zayn asks holding out his hand to take mine.
"Yeah, just one sec!" I tell him, rushing to the bedroom to grab my purse.
When I get into the bedroom, I slide around the bed and grab my bag, catching a glance of our wedding photo on Zayn's nightstand. It's newly framed but, I remember that photo being taken as if it were yesterday. His arm around my waist as I stood on my tippy-toes to kiss him. My heart warms at the photo and I grin.
As I head back outside of the bedroom and for the door, I see Zayn standing there with a soft smile on his face.
We've come such a long way.
"What?" He asks me.
"Nothing." I smile, "I love you." I pull him in for a kiss.
"And I love you." He smiles.
With that, we leave for our dinner reservations. We leave without a fight, without any anger — simply with love.
